A large man in a brown jacket showed up in the medical pavilion with an air of importance. He escorted Tom back towards the entrance at a brisk pace passing a door labeled security. They sat him in a quiet room with a table. A single light bulb hung from the ceiling casting the grey room with a meek glow. The man sat across from him. Tom watched his own reflection in the large mirror on the wall.
The man's cold blue eyes stared down as he flicked at a tablet for a few minutes. "It says here your name is Thomas Hayle?"
Tom nodded.
"And you were rescued from a research facility that used brainwashing."
"I guess."
The man pushed an electrode across the table. "Please put that on your left temple."
Tom looked at him and down to the plastic circle. It was going to be more of this. They di
