/187/ Risk! Warning!

Tristan felt like it had been an eternity since the masked man was on the computer, he saw men in black leather jackets troop in and out of the room very often, and each one of them came with a device that was attached to Tristan's helmet.

Each attachment gave Tristan a tingling sensation, and a slight shock, not to talk about the terrible headache that came along with it.

"It is time," The masked man finally announced and Tristan heaved a sigh of relief as though he wanted to hear those words.

The masked man walked to the bed where Tristan lay and punched a few buttons that were on the helmet, the only reason Tristan did not react was that he had his eye on the clock the whole time, and knew that he had just ten seconds to recover.

After pushing the buttons, the blue liquid in the tank began to bubble and the masked man walked away from Tristan back to his table where he picked up an injection needle.

/ Recovery complete/

/Host: Tristan Coleman _

Tristan dismissed the status informa
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