C2

The blinding white light pierced through the darkness, pulling Silas from the depths of unconsciousness. As he blinked, disoriented and groggy, he found himself surrounded by unfamiliar faces, their expressions stern and impassive.

Ajax and Donte stood beside him, their eyes wide with confusion as they took in their surroundings. Silas could feel a strange sense of foreboding creeping over him, a nagging feeling that something was terribly wrong.

"Where are we?" Donte asked, his voice tinged with fear.

Silas glanced around the sterile room, its walls lined with monitors and equipment that hummed softly in the background. "I don't know," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

Before they could exchange another word, a figure stepped forward from the shadows, his face obscured by the harsh glare of the overhead lights. Silas's heart pounded in his chest as he recognized the man as Dr. Williams, the head of the research facility where they had been taken.

"Welcome, gentlemen," Dr. Williams said, his voice smooth and unassuming. "I trust you're feeling well rested?"

Ajax and Donte exchanged wary glances, their minds racing with questions and fears. Silas could feel a knot forming in the pit of his stomach, a sense of dread growing with each passing moment.

"What do you want from us?" Ajax demanded, his voice trembling with anger and defiance.

Dr. Williams smiled, a cold and calculating expression that sent a shiver down Silas's spine. "Oh, nothing much," he replied casually. "Just a few tests, a little experimentation. You know, the usual."

Silas felt a surge of panic rising within him, his instincts screaming at him to run, to fight, to do anything to escape from this place. But as he glanced at Ajax and Donte, their faces mirroring his own fear and uncertainty, he knew that they were in this together, for better or for worse.

As Dr. Williams began to explain the nature of their "experiments," Silas's mind raced with possibilities. And as he listened to the doctor's cold and clinical words, his thoughts were consumed by the desperate need to find a way out of this nightmare.