Michael groaned. Where was he? He sat up against the wall and looked around. Oh yeah! Now he remembered! He was wandering the halls, looking for Jason, when this weird pale green impostor? He didn't know exactly what it was, but it grabbed him, pulled him inside an empty room and started toying with him. Then the test subject, he recognized it just barely, came in and asked for Toxin's - I think that was the name? - help. Then Toxin threw him against the wall. Now he woke up here. Michael got up. He would need to be cautious. That... thing could come out of nowhere. He was walking down the hall when he heard voices from the room next to him. He didn't know whose they were. Jason's? The test subject's? That Toxin person's? He slowly crept inside. There were tons of crates, so that was good cover. He crept farther into the room. It was really dark. He could hear the voices more clearly now, and he knew the voices. Toxin's and the test subject's. He couldn't make out whose voice was whose. "And... there. Feel any better?" "Yeah, its a lot better." "Now, who are the 2 impostors again?" "One of them I didn't know. But the other one was Jason." Michael stifled a gasp. Jason was an impostor?!? "Where were they when they shot you?" "Out front of the security room." Michael leaned forward a little to listen in better. His hand bumped a screwdriver and Michael stared in horror as it clattered to the ground. The voices stopped. Uh oh.
