Agent Sharp," your boss said, a older, but muscular black man whose intense face was framed by several wrinkles and the white hairs making up his short cropped hair and stubble.
"Yes sir," you said, hopping to attention.
"You have been briefed on the "Heller's Baby," case, correct?"
"Yes sir." Although you don't know where he is going with this.
"Good then, follow me."
He leads you to the elevator, retrieving a key out of his suit and turning it. You were going to a level you've never seen before, despite you working here for the better part of 7 years. The doors slide open and the temperature drops 20 to 30 degrees. You enter the hallway and see some sort of pods or chambers lining the hallway as far as you could see. Some of the pods have people in them, unblinking, frozen it seems.
"Are they---"
"Dead? No they are not. It's an extreme tranquilizer, it freezes them in the position that they were hit with it in. For all they knew they were answering a door and after a short ride, they end up here."
"Are they conscious?"
"Yes. Some of them for torturing, some for the simple reason that they fellow in charge of the process is a bit of a sick bastard. But, he's our sick bastard, oh here we are."
You turn to see a beautiful brunette in one such pod. Although her strange surroundings, her posture and facial expression is that of someone opening a door or greeting a friend who just arrived. http://www.erotiqlinks.com/tgp/babes/kat... (copy link address into your address bar for image)
"Sharpe meet Anna Lombardi. You and her are going to be very well acquainted in recent days."
"What do you mean sir?"
"You're going to become her."
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