Beside the tubes lay a large tank.It was half protruding into the room. Martin guessed that the tank extended even behind the walls into whatever chamber was present over there. Written in large fonts were the letters- TEB. It had all the symbols of "Bio-hazard" stamped over it. Antonio had mentioned in his animated discussions that toxic chemicals were also used in the study and creation of Superhumans.
On the other side of the room was a large man wearing a military uniform. He stood with his arms crossed; trying to gauge what Martin was capable of. Martin spent a moment examining the man because of this; he didn’t want to seem unprepared. He didn’t even have the slightest clue as to who the man was. His eyes were dark and intelligent, but his hair grey with age. He stood tall and proud in his uniform. One entire upper side of the uniform was covered with rows of different medals. He only recognized a few of them: the medals of Bravery and Honor. Finally he looked from him and saw that next to him was Anita, being restrained by two other men.They had guns slung over their shoulders in a way only a professional soldier could. She wasn’t bound in any way, which was a relief. If it came to that, he wouldn’t have to worry about freeing her before making an escape. If that was even possible.
"Martin!" she called to him, and tried to wriggle free from the men’s grip, but was unable to even get them to budge.
Martin didn't say anything.
“Come closer, Martin Phillips,” the man said. He moved his hands to his sides and waited, telling him that it wasn’t a request, but an order.
Martin hesitated. He wasn’t sure what to do, and opted to take several steps forward and gauge the man’s response. His expression didn’t change, and he still waited. Between him and the large man there were still several large tables, but after another moment of the man’s silence, Martin finally figured that he was supposed to go around them. For a moment longer he kept his gaze on the man, and only moved it to scope out the route he would use to get to the other side. The second he decided which way to take; his eyes went back to the man. Martin moved around the tables to meet with him on the other side, moving forward until finally stopping several paces away.
The General quickly took the pistol from his belt and shot Martin.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)
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