Steve sat in the chair. At first, he'd been terrified...when he'd come down to the basement, he'd been grabbed from behind. He'd never seen his attacker, or known if it was one or several.
Now, whatever drugs they had given him...it was like an out of body experience. He floated above his body, watching the screens and listening to the voices which told him what to believe in.
Jon was suddenly grabbed from behind and a syringe injected into his neck. He went limp. He could hear, but could barely process two voices, arguing about what they were going to do to him. They hadn't expected him or anyone to show up. But he could be...useful.
