I wake up in my room, the note still clutched in my hand. I quickly get up and get dressed, reading the note to make sure I wouldn't get it wrong. I ran out the door and hopped on my motorcycle. The roads had dried up. I quickly drove off back towards the pier. I parked my bike and saw the fur in the trenchcoat again. "Dad?", I said before I turned him around. It was my father, but something was wrong. "I'm sorry son...", he said as a hand shot out with a tazer and shocked me into unconsciousness. I slowly blacked out as he picked me up and carried me somewhere. The next 24 hours were hazy and I don't remember much. I do remember being blindfolded and beaten. I woke up later, my head throbbing and my body aching. "Hello?", I said softly, my voice echoing through an empty room. "Hello?", I said, this time louder. "Hi.", a mysterious voice said. "Wh-where am I?", I asked, still dazed. "You are in a lab. We're going to run a few tests on you. After that, you'll be released and you won't remember any of this.", the voice said, before walking out of the room. "W-wait! What kind of tests?!", I said, frantically trying to escape from the chair I was strapped to. "What kind of tests?!?!", I screamed, fear coursing through my body. "Youll find put soon enough."