Adam fell to the floor. By the time he turned around, his shackles were gone, replaced by a collar of metal around his neck. It was large, with some vials attached to it that reminded him of the mind control collars a little bit too much. It was far bulkier however, and there was no way he would be able to remove it barehanded. His captors were gone, and so were his chances of escape. He tried reopening the door, but his attempts were cut short when the door tased him for it. He backed away, shaking his hurt hand. Laugher reverberated around the place. He ignored it as he got a better look at where he was. In front of him was a corridor. It split into three a few feet from him, redividing further down the paths. Adam had no idea which one to take. “Aaaah, the specimen…” The robot Stockman’s voice said. He tried to find the source of the voice, but it was bouncing around the place too much to locate. “Welcome to my labyrinth of muters.” The voice continued. “Since your senses are quite acute, as I have extensively tested in the past, I thought we could play a little game.” It said. “In this labyrinth, I have hidden a piece of cheese. Find it, and you will be free of the collar. If you cannot find it in two hours, then the mutagen included inside the collar will activate. I have seen first hand what this specific mutagen can do to one of your kind decades ago. Trust me, it was not a pretty sight. Such a downgrade on the already puny mind of the scientist of your little ‘group’.” Adam didn't know what it was talking about, but he doubted it would lie about something like this. Probably something from the past the others hadn’t told him, and he hadn’t asked. There had always been a general consensus about not asking about traumatic past events unless it was necessary. It wasn’t exactly a ‘fun’ topic. “You should get going. The clock is ticking after all.”
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