I stumble back and my fall is broken by something... Oh no! MCGs! I turn back around to face the lizard creature, now on the ground with a MCG looking down upon it. NO! I'm caught! I glance in the direction of the doorway and spot everyone standing just beyond the doorway.

In front of them, the metal door which is now on the ground and Dr. Jenkins standing onto of it; arms crossed. "Mr. Keon... you've gave us quite a scare there... We thought that you might be killed before we were through with you... Cannon-Guards, grasp him tight! Make sure that he doesn't get away." He steps from the metal door and approaches me.

"You don't understand! You're making a huge mistake! You can't create Project P!" I try to convince the doctor but if he didn't listen to me the first time, why would he listen this time?

The second MCG comes over and grabs my other arm. I let out a loud scream of pain. Their earth-crushing hold on me is all too familiar.

Suddenly, the snake creature that I've created springs back to life and starts heading towards me and the MCGs! The cannon guards release me and subdue the enemy. As soon as I'm released; for the split second that I'm released, the only thought that goes through my mind is anger. How can Dr. Jenkins do this...? AGAIN! I've tried everything that I possibly could do to stop him! He's even sent me back in time to stop himself! My anger explodes as I charge towards the doctor with a fist full of hate.

I think to myself. "There's no way that the creature can be created if the doctor is dead!" I swing towards his face with a hard right hook and to my surprise, he gently takes a step out of the way leaving me with nothing more than a handful of his hair as I fall to the ground.

The cannon guards rush over and again grab me, this time a lot tighter than they've ever grabbed me. So tight that I can feel my blood quickly rushing to my head. "What would you like us to do with him Dr. Jenkins?" They ask the doctor.

"I know what I want you to do with him. He's so opposed to the creation of Project P... He is going to watch as this marvelous being is born! We've wasted enough time already. The moment we've all be waiting for..." Dr. Jenkins chuckles and heads over to the machine that I had begun to press buttons on. "Luckily, you haven't damaged anything, merely shorted out a few unnecessary monitors and blown a couple fuses in an atmosphere machine."

My arms become numb and my vision starts to blur... They're holding me too tightly! I attempt to wiggle out of the machines' metallic hold on me but it's hopeless. Everything is turning out exactly like before. Everyone is in the fusion-cloning room, the MCGs have me... Dr. Jenkins is pressing the buttons on the machine... "Stop, please! You have no idea what you're about to unleash on the world!"

After hearing my short rant, Dr. Jenkins pauses from button-pressing and turns to me. "Have you forgotten the creation of the Timeline? We've already looked into the future and there's nothing to worry about. Boy, this is the same organization that discovered an alternative solar-energy when the sun died out. I believe that we can handle something as simple as fusion-cloning." He then returns to the machine and presses a few more buttons on it. "Everyone behold... Let the perfect being be born!!!" He declares, pressing one more red flashing button.

A huge machine behind us starts to rumble and that's when I know that it is now too late to stop the monster from being born. Everything is happening just as it did before; the employees clapping, the rumbling machine and now the worst part... I glance over to the fusion chamber while it slowly opens, releasing smoke into the room. I gasp, knowing what is coming next but aren't able to witness it. I've lost all feeling in my arms and the blood rushing to my head is causing me to become extremely light-headed. The MCGs let me go and I fall to my knees while they approach the fusion chamber. I look up and the last thing that I can see before fainting is oily, crimson-colored blood spilling from the chamber and the sound of nitrogen cannons desperately firing within the chamber...