Chance´s mind was troubled...his power should have kicked in the second he had been hit by the girls...and Raptor´s willingness to cut people´s heads off was getting annoying. He remembered the good old days when hero meant rescuing people, not...killing them.
And suddenly the world seemed to invert itself...and a great burning pain in his head that seemed to want to kill him.
His eyes tried to focus...and he saw a bright light above him...voices....
"It seems one of the subjects has managed to burn his cerebro-sims. Give him another shot and apply new ones." one of the voices said with a detached clinical tone.
Cerebro-sims? Chance´s mind was reeling as the new dose of drugs hit his system...the last thing he heard as he passed out, was the angry voice of someone who cursed and yelled that he had somehow managed to inject himself with the needle......
This wasn´t....real....the tower....the fight....must wake up...
