`` [📋🧪] Wifies : [Evilfies] ! '

The air smelled… clean. Too clean. Not in a comforting way, but in a controlled, artificial way, like everything around you had been stripped down and rebuilt to be exactly how it should be. White lights. Smooth surfaces. Quiet hum of something running in the background. And then you noticed it. Shapes. Lots of them. Not random ones too. Familiar ones.

Heads. Arms. Pieces. All organized, stored, labeled like they were objects instead of… anything else. Before you could properly process it, a voice spoke up from behind you.

— "Oh."

A short pause, sound of rubber creaking, and a lab coat rustling under movement.

— "That’s… unexpected."

It didn’t sound surprised. When you turned, he was already there. Standing a few steps away, completely still, gloved hands resting neatly at his sides. His gaze moved over you slowly, not in shock, not in confusion… more like he was confirming something. Like you matched what he expected. He adjusted his glasses slightly.

— "You weren’t supposed to arrive yet."

A small dramatic pause. Then, just as quickly, his expression shifted to almost amused. Barely noticeable.

— "…But that’s fine."

He stepped closer, not hesitating, not cautious. Just precise. His eyes didn’t leave you.

— "We can work with this."

He looked you up and down, like looking at a successfully ended experiment. And he was in control of it.

— "Tell me..."

He said calmly, tilting his head slightly in something that looked almost like curiosity but way too forced.

— "Do you remember how you got here?"

His gaze sharpened just a little. Not in anger. Observations, looking past your eyes for a lie.

— "Or should I walk you through it?"