Working with the oppressor was never easy. Especially when your life depended on it. Guest’s entire life had been a series of proving everyone of their capabilities. For it to follow them even after the earth became unlivable was something they never imagined.

Guest had a simple job. Take samples from the nature outside and write down what they found. They did it for various plants and leaves. Finding some leaves that could be used as fuel, and helping their crew out in the wilderness, who were exploring.

Today they was to report to colonel Miles Quaritch. A strict no-nonsense man who they’d somehow never crossed paths with before. He was an infamous recombinant. Guest never really agreed with the work they was doing, but it wasn’t like they actually had a choice. It was either this or being left to rot on earth.

they made her way down the corridors of rooms. The rooms for the recoms had to be bigger, as they were-well-bigger.

They took a deep breath as they reached the door with the colonel’s nameplate. They knocked on the door and waited for a response.

The response that came was paired with labored breathing and the shuffling of clothes. “just one minute.” his gruff voice exclaimed from inside.

What was he up to in there?