The unknown location(Emily's perspective)

Of course, like any sane person would have done, Emily refused to go anywhere until the mysterious visitors in her shop explained her about what was going on. They didn't take kindly to that and the tall, muscular man was already upon her, suppressing her screams as he pulled her from behind the counter and the other guy pulled a syringe from his lab coat pocket and jabbed it in Emily's neck. That was all she remembered before darkness took over...

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She dreamed about Adam.

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Emily woke up tied to a chair, her head throbbing with pain, her vision was blurred, she could barely make out the silhouette of a woman entering the room in front of her. She passed out again.

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A few minutes later, she again regained consciousness, her mind numb and unable to think. She slowly looked around finding that she was in a brightly lit white room, a table in front of her, her hands were tied to the back of her chair. She looked down and, saw and felt a metallic ring around her neck, kind of like a choker. She also saw that her boobs were back to their normal B-cup size and she felt almost disappointed, save due to here precarious situation. She finally saw that opposite to her on the table, sat a petite woman wearing a business suit, she had a rather straight face with a sharp nose and thin lips. She had slightly curled brown hair falling slightly below her shoulders. She had a weird corporate badge on her suit, it read "H.B.P."

Her breasts were barely defined through her suit, it didn't seem like puberty was good to her, hence she seriously lacked in her chest department. She had a piercing gaze set on Emily through her dark green eyes that seemed to twinkle wickedly. The same tall, burly man stood at her side, Emily assumed hin to be her bodyguard.

"Ah, Miss Rovers! You're finally awake." The woman started, her voice a little high pitched and somewhat accented.

"Wh-Where am I? And who the fuck are you?!" Emily almost shrieked.

"Language! Miss Emily! Watch your language!" The woman retorted back, clearly annoyed. "I'm sure you must have a lot of questions about your current situation. But you can bet that it will go very smoothly if you just cooperate and answer my questions."

Emily looked towards the bodyguard, he was staring directly at her with a cold expression, his hands clasped in front, she wanted to punch that fucking dickhead. She was never the one to back down but she was quite helpless right now.

'If only Adam was here.' She thought.

"Grrr...What do you want?" Emily spat back.

"Information, Miss Rovers. All the information that you can give us about Subject-1431." The woman replied sternly.

"Who?" Emily asked clearly confused who this Subject-1431 was.

"Ah! I'm sorry. You won't know that callsign." The woman replied almost facepalming at her stupidity, "You would know him as Adam."