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This chapter is a LOT shorter than my others, I appologise for this but I really needed to pee while writing it :D

â€Mr. Korm, I need you to ‘borrow’ something from the Lab for me.†Korm’s head was beginning to clear, he looked around slowly seeing that he was strapped to a bed with wide, brown leather straps that had gleaming brass eyes looking up at him. He mumbled a little.

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SLAP!

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â€Mr. Korm, I need you to concentrate, I need to borrow an item from within the Lab. The item would most likely be in or near the area of the Lab that you have access to.†The slap wasn’t a particularly hard, it was just to help him come to his senses. And if the item was in a Lab that he had access to, it was either his or Emu’s Lab.

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â€If you know that I have access to the part of the Lab you want, then you most likely know that Lab protocol ensures nothing can be taken outside, and that once someone has been ‘compromised’ they aren’t allowed back in.†Korm was relaying the Lab’s basic protocol, if they knew where things were in the Lab, they must know the rules and regs, he was just trying to buy time.

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â€Incidentally, where am I? And how did you get me out of the Lab Wade Conners?â€Â It was good to have a name for Nameless finally, but it was bad that he was betraying the Lab.

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â€I don’t think you need to know where you are Korm, and as for how I got you and me out of the Lab, lets just say, having the status of a security guard lets you do a lot.†He had done away with the Mr. He was becoming impatient with Korm’s questions.

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â€I suggest you agree top co-operate with me Korm, the alternatives are ones that you do not wish to explore, believe me.†A shine had come to Wade’s eyes, Korm believed him in this. When he had started at the Lab he had undergone a few weeks of what they called ‘Conditioning’ that was a tough regime of physical and psychological tests. Korm had seen the same shine in the eyes of the man that initiated the ‘Body Stress Limit’ test, it was a fancy way of saying, lets see how long you can resist torture. Korm only did well enough in these test to just pass.

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â€OK, ok what is it that you want that I have access to?†Korm was slowly working his hands back and forth testing his bonds.

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â€I believe, that you have access to a highly modified DIDM system, one specifically involved in manipulating the training ability and enhancing the combat abilities of clones and fully grown human subjects.†Ah Emu’s work. He was after the means to alter the brains of clones and adult subjects, it could be bad if he gets them, but Korm might be able to get Emu to alter the information or corrupt the DIDM so that it was unusable.

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â€I do. The DIDM’s are kept in a Lab I have access to.†Korm was going along with the plan long enough to get free.

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â€And if you are thinking of giving me a fake, I will know immediately upon delivery of the module, whether it is the real thing or not. You see we have the plans and specs for it but it would take too many years for us to go from specs to a prototype. The Lab has already done our hard work for us.†Korm knew about the development of the original DIDM’s as they were an integral part of his projects, however the modified DIDM’s history was shrouded from him.

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â€How do you plan on getting me back in the Lab Wade?†The room Korm was in was smooth walled and dimly lit, there were just a few lamps around the bed and one directional roof light. He was still dressed in his street clothes and didn’t feel any worse for wear now that the fuzziness from the stun gun had worn off.

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â€Oh that will be the easy part, and also to ensure you don’t go back on our bargain. The one where you keep your life and I get the DIDM. I am going to insert a small tracker in your neck. This tracker is also a radio transmitter and a detonator. If at anytime I feel you are not needed, or if you try to warn anyone of this, I will be forced to remove a sizeable chunk of your neck and face. Most likely resulting in your death.†The man pulled a Jet Injector Gun. These guns used a stream of high pressured injector fluid to breach the skin and deliver a vaccine usually, but they could be modified to house a larger diameter injection tube to allow for the delivery of items such as sub-dermal trackers or in this case Korm’s very own personal head bomb.

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â€Relax Korm, this will be over before you know it, just remember. I will be able to hear everything.†He pressed the injector up to the base of Korm’s jaw and a small smile came to his lips. Korm clenched his jaw, closed his eyes and grunted in unison with the hiss of a bomb shooting down a steel tube and entering his neck.

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â€I assume you are going to …†Wade jammed a needle into his neck and Korm was instantly asleep.

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â€Sleep tight Korm.†Wade had a white cloth in his hands, and was wiping the small 3mm circular wound that the tracker left. He took a skin coloured bandage and pressed it onto the wound, after smoothing it down so it was almost invisible, he released Korm’s bonds and several men dressed in Med.Tec uniforms came in to deliver Korm back to his Lab.

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After Wade had replaced his helmet he followed Korm and the other guards out of the door. They came immediately upon a well lit corridor and then, they were at Korm’s Lab. They had only been a few doors down form his Lab the whole time.

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They moved his limp body to his desk, injected him with another chemical, and left.

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Wade took his station outside Korm’s Lab, and injected Niel with the same chemical. Then he slumped down to the ground mimicking Niel’s position. The others would take care of the security cameras, and the rest of the employees would wake up soon.

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â€Wade? You all right?†Niel groggily spoke as he looked over.

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â€Yeah Niel, what happened? One second I was awake, the next I was out cold. How long has it been?†Niel looked at his watch and shook his head.

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â€Lets hope no one has been hurt.†The Directors voice came over the Lab’s entire PA system.

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â€Lockdown has been initiated, all guards to my office, all employees DO NOT attempt to leave you Lab.†This was a repeating automatic message, which Korm awoke to.

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The first thought that came to him was of his daughter.Â

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