I slowly open my eyes, and look around me. The area I have awoken in is covered in blood, and looking down at my hands almost made me throw up. I was bathed in blood; scratch marks covered my body. "Are these from my terrified victims?" I think to myself, but there's no question, they are. I'm a monster, a cold blooded monster.
Then the most obvious fact comes to mind, I can control my body again.
"I see you're awake." calls a voice behind me.
"Huh!?" I turn to see the same scientist who winked at me standing in the doorway. I growl at her, and then slap myself. Growling? Really?
"I guess that means some sort of effect is lingering from the virus." She says with a small giggle.
I snort, "Who are you? How can I control my body? I need answers." I look at her and take a few steps forward.
Her eyes widen as I step closer, but she laughs. "Slow down cowboy! You still don't have any cloths on!" I look my body over blush, I immediately try to cover myself up. "Oh don't be a baby," She tosses me a towel. "The bathrooms down the hall. Go take a shower."
I find my clothes waiting for me on a sink, was she planning all of this? From the moment I was strapped in that metal chair, she must have had some sort of a plan. I take my shower, get dressed, and pull on my lab coat. I find a pair of boots under the sink, and decide to wear them instead of my sneakers. Funny, they seem to match the clothes I have on now.
I Shlosh down the hall through pieces of flesh, and large unavoidable puddles of blood, the white boots are stained red before I can get to the end of the hall.
"Took you long enough." She sighs and gestures me to follow her. I follow her, against my best judgment, and we end up on the floor above. Hundreds of pokemon, trapped in cages, growl and hiss at us as we walk. We pass a cage marked "UNSTABLE". The door is ripped off from the inside, and a pile of bones lie at the very back of the cage.
"Oh my god!" some bloody paw prints leading to and from the cage and a reddish-Orange tuff of fur caught in the corner of the cage was enough evidence to know what was previously contained in it.
"You really are a baby." The woman states as we continue to walk.
"Who are you?" I finally ask.
"I'm Alex, and I already know who you are. We know a lot about you, Prof. Zectoes."