Deimos squirms on bed, repulsion sparcing across his body. Even though he wishes to vomit, his body has nothing to give. When the fear ran down his spine, he tries to run from his own body, but as soon as he puts leg outside bed, the strength betrays him, and the only thing that had force to be against the floor, was his head, and soon to fall body. After some seconds, he calms down and sits in the floor, Deimos rests his head in the bed and gives a sigh. He stares at the white wall in front of him, without looking at it, Deimos touches his torso and tries to contain a gag, he manages to, and instead let out a tear. And another, and another... 

"The second test will start in 4 minutes, clean and dress yourself."

 The white door opens again, and two white uniform guards grabs him from shoulders and dragged him out of the room, they made him stand up using the force, they hit his stomach. All of that unnecessary violence felt part of the test as well as the wound  poorly stitched on purpose, because like veryone expected, they opened. 

 He can barely hear them, but the guards are talking shit about his resistance, how weak he is compared to other subjects. The guards grab him again and keep dragging him until they arrived to a zone more familiar for him, it seemed like a hospital. The guard opens the door and pushes him inside.

"You have 40 seconds." One of the guards said before closing the door.

 Cold water with high pression started to fall from the shower above him. Hurting him and making him fall, he hits his spinal column. The pain he feels in his throat, stomach and back made him feel he was about to die. The vomit and blood, which was not even bothered to be clean, started to clean from his mouth and body. The pression from the water pushed more his stomach. After 40 seconds of that pain, the door behind him opens and a guard with grey uniform grabs him by the right arm and drags him out of there. 

 After they came back to the metallic walls, the guard covers Deimos' eyes with his arm. The grey guard puts a code in the door and made Deimos get in, after that, the guard offers him the same clothes dirty black clothes he used yesterday and walks off the room. He tries to stand in his feet but it was so hard to do it without someone helping him. His body is too weak, his vocal cords will break if he talks or cough another time.

"1 minute remaining." The voice of the man said. Already pointing out the order.

  Slowly, he grabs the clothes once again, because they fell at the moment he piecked them up. Leaning against the wall, he manages to remove the white blood stained clothes, and puts on the black ones, who didn't looked any different from the white one.

"The door will open in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1."

 The same group of white uniformed guards entered and repeated the same words from yesterday. Deimos tries to keep the rhythm of the guard's steps, but it was so hard, he felels he is about to faint, it's so hard to breath.

"Keep moving." One of the guards said while pulling him from the left arm, the guard at his right pushed his back. It was hard to keep walking, but at least he didn't fell again. Minutes later they were in front of a door, it doesn't has any number, but Yuda already knows what will happen if he enters there. "Get in." 

 The door opens before Deimos could be hit against it. Deimos walks inside the room, with a shiver on his back that fortunatly helped him to stop thinking about the replacement on his stomach, this time it is a little room similar to his cell, and was already illuminated. Inside the room there is only a wood chair and table with a paper, along with a pencil. He slowly walks to the chair and takes a seat. The paper had several questions of different topics. He stares at it before he finally submits to sitting down, then his gaze fell on the sharp shape of the tip of the pencil, and if he puts it on his throat, it would be fast enough.

"Don't even think about it. You have 30 minutes to end the test. The countdown will start now." The same masculine voice said. Deimos raises his head and sees a camera that wasn't bothered to be hidden, and was directly recording and watching across him.

 He starts to write in the paper, he answers the easy questions before jumping to the hardest ones. His eye colour seem to vanish with every minute and sentence passed. After 22 minutes his arm died, he is tired, hungry and dizzy. But there's only one question left. 

'I can do it.' 

 7 minutes later of forcing his arm to keep going, he ends the test of more than 100 questions. The countdown stops, and the door opens, one grey uniformed guard enters and points him with his gun in his the head. The eyes of Deimos didn't move, he couldn't get rid of the cold and tired face he has.

"Up." The guard said. "The test has already ended. You have to get healed before the physical test starts." The guard turns around and starts to walk. Deimos stands up and walks behind him. Unlike the white uniformed guards, once Deimos reached the guard, he started to walk at Deimos' rhythm. 

 The sight of Deimos turn red, he could see his eyes turning red as well, then to black after he fainted. He losed way too much blood in the shower and while doing the test, he was way too focused in ending the test that he just ignored the pain on his stomach and back, he felt the blood falling and when the pain was way too much he just bit his lips until they bleed.

 Suddenly, an echo appeared, his eyes couldn't be moved.

"How long?" A male voice said.

"2 hours and 40 minutes." A female voice answered.

 He tries to move his arms and legs, but they are tied up in a stretcher. He didn't say a word, even though he couldn't feel any pain in the throat, he decided to say nothing. 

"Whatever, he's awake now. Inform the Central." The male ordered.

"Fine. About the date... Will you accept?"

"Who knows? I still have to see if the Central gives me a pass to leave."

"Fine, I also have to get one pass."

"Maybe if we tell them we're going to the hospital for a familiar or something similar, they'll let us go. I doubt they are so stupid to believe that we both need a pass on the same day." The man got closer and forced open Deimos' eyes, while the girl inspected them, blinding them with a light and seeing if Deimos would follow it, and somehow, he could do it.

"It looks like Abòmen little experiment worked out. Very, very, very impressive." She said.

"Impressive? He almost kills that guy. Wonder why the Central gave him this subject to a guy who never worked directly with one. All that risk over nothing."

 The male grabs a razor and starts to open the torso of Deimos. His eyes went up, his hands closed, his breath agitated, and he could feel everything. The coldness of the scalpel, the gloved hands of the man, his organs moving after being exposed.

"Sorry, you weren't supposed to wake up now. You shouldn't use the same quantity of sedatives on all the subjects. You know, once they get processed in Sector 08 they get injected with that liquid. They are literally immortal demons after that, the sedatives will be nothing, and I will not be there to protect your cunt. "

The woman sighs. "Agh... Don't make me remember that, you know I start overthinking, I can't focus on anything when at any second some of those devils can start a raid."

"And why do you think I mention it so often?"

 Deimos tries to scream, but his mouth feels sealed. 

 Minutes later, the male scientist extracted the broken organs inside of him and replaced them with something else Deimos thanked not to see. At least, until the man forced his eyes open again, and made him stare.