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Kyle shook his head in denial as the humanoid beast lumbered off. He backed up a few inches as the female busied herself with Cadmus. He watched her closely, less than impressed with her sense of self-preservation. She seemed to have a solid grasp of the task, however.

"You a doctor?" he asked anxiously. "Any idea what the hell that thing was?" He turned to the other man in attendance: "Was that thing human? Is that even possible? I mean, that's not how genetic stuff works, right?"

Realization slowly dawned on him and he tugged at his chin nervously. "They're not going to try and do the same thing to us, are they?" He picked up his chair leg again. "Man, I didn't agree to this shit!" He spun on the others. "Did you? Anyone?"

He sank heavily against the wall, sighing in resignation. A PA system crackled on and delivered its bland, sardonic message. He clenched his fist. "Piss off! You try to stick me with anything, I swear I'll make you work for it!"

Tears of rage or fear blinded his eyes and he blinked them away. He turned away and hid his face from the others, trying to get himself under control. He couldn't understand why his emotions seemed so fragile. It wasn't like him. He wondered if the drugs in his system were making him this way.

"You okay?" he finally managed, stooping down to Cadmus's level. "I think you were right about this place. It's a prison." He glanced down at his shoes. "I don't suppose you ever went in for that SERE business?"