It seemed as he had just fallen asleep. The door to his room opened and three men dressed in white jumpers and hooded faces entered his cell. Before he knew what was happening, he was flipped to his stomach and his hands were being bound behind him. Two of the men pulled him to his feet and instructed him to move.
The corridors at this time of the day were dimly lit. A dull red lit shone, that was all. He was not really sure how far he went. It all seem to be as traveling in a fog for him. Perhaps it was only a dream, but the tinge of pain in his arms and wrists from the binding and the tight squeeze of the hands holding his arms told him he was very much awake.
One finally turn into a new corridor and he was held in front of a large metal door. One of the guards in white punch in a code on a number pad and the door slid open to the right allowing passage into a dimly lit room. There were multiple tables, computers and other devices throughout the room. Lights on stand stood over tables where men and women in white robes seemed to be working on things. As they made there way to a table in the back of the room, Robin saw that two of the tables near to the one he was being directed to had men strapped to them and people in white robes around them.
"What the hell is this? What am I doing here?" Robin questioned. One of the guards gave him a sharp jab in his back with the heel of his hand. "You'll find out soon enough," said a gruff muffled voice from behind a hood. They pulled Robin to a stop at the table and undid the bindings on his hands. "Get on the table! Lay down!" came the same muffled voice from behind him. Robin turned around, "What? What is th...oofff!" The wind is knocked out of him as a sharp punch is applied to his midsection. Not wanting to cause more trouble, Robin sat down and then was firmly pushed to his back and strapped down to the table. The three men walked away.
Robin laid there for who knows how long. He had just started to doze off when a bright light was switched on, seering through his eyelids and waking him. At first he looked up and saw nothing as he was blinded by the bright light. Over a minute though his eyes adjusted and he saw the form of a woman in a white lab jacket next to him. Her back was turned and she appeared to be looking at something she was holding.
Turning around she saw Robin now awake and looking at her. "Well, well. Looks who woke up. Just in time too." She now pulled a large syringe from behind her back and flicked at it with her finger to remove any air bubbles inside. She looked a Robin with a grin. "I'm not going to lie to you. This is going to hurt like hell. It is likely you will pass out."
Robin was about to ask what it was she was shooting into him but it was already too late. The large needle was slowly being inserted into his abdomen. Robin shrieked in pain as the needle slowly made it's way deeper into his stomach. The woman just grinned and said, "Shh...no need to make such a scene." Robin tried to move, but the straps held him tight and in place. A dull burn could be felt where the fluid was being pumped into him and soon the room began to spin.
It was only a few seconds later that everything went black for him. The needle was slowly removed and the woman tossed it into a trash can by the nearby table. She then went over to a chart and noted the date and time of the injection. A man in a white lab coat then came over, "Dr. Luxuria, how did it go? Was that the new strength serum?" The blonde woman nodded, "Indeed it was. If it does what it is suppose to do, after a few more injections, he should have the strength and agility of a silverback gorilla." The two stood and smiled.