Snippet #2414520

Day was now on the ground and no longer on the bed, as were the two who were watching him. His mind had already become lucid, allowing him to take in his surroundings fully. His surroundings were less sterile than the cell he had spent most of his life in, but this wasn't his main concern. After all, he had been accustomed to less-than-optimal living standards.

His main concern was the fact that he was in the dreaded phase two. He turned around and faced the three people that were under his bunk. He would have attempted a mental barrage, but he didn't want more enemies than the ones he was designated to kill. Instead of attacking, he decided to see if he could analyze them. "It seems we're cabin-mates, so I'll introduce myself and you do the same." He didn't ask them to, he told them to.

"My subject number is 724303 and I go by the name of Day," he began losing the formality in his voice, "I have mental-based abilities: telekinesis, telepathy, mind-control, ect ect." He ended with that, hoping to get some sort of response from the three he hadn't yet been introduced to. Perhaps he could get allies or better yet, friends. Then again, he may have seemed a bit too serious introducing himself.