‘‘Goodbye Doctor,’’ you say pulling a smile before Suzanne leads you away to the medical clinic. You feel somewhat saddened when you don’t hear him respond and look back to see him instead smile towards the unconscious Initiate.
You try to shrug the felling off as you enter the medical clinic and sitting down against a leather arm chair and watch as Suzanne pulls out a silver container from one of the drawers, opening its lid to reveal a jet injector containing the nanite trackers inside a watery medium.
‘‘Ready?’’ she asks as he pulls off the plastic cover from the needle.
- · Yes
- · No