Slowly the gravity of the situation became apparent to Connor as he sunk to the floor in his corner, his back sliding down the wall until he came to a gentle stop, he was in alone in a room with other patients, ones with actual problems. [I] How many of these people are dangerous[/i]. He thought, sullenly clasping his hands in front of himself, he didn't look forward to being hurt and inevitably hurting others, but time had made him accustomed to both.

[color=limegreen]"You have 1 hour, Project #456. This is your organiser speaking. You should know my name only as Darwin. Comply, make your teams, but whatever you do, DO NOT attack each other, or you will be forcedly removed. Do not try and override. This is standard precautionary."[/color]

Connor tensed up as the announcement came over the P.A. system, his brow knitted in a frown, as he mulled over the words. Teaming up with these people was not something he necessarily wanted to do, who knew when one would snap or melt down into an unintelligible mess, and he really didn't need the problems of someone else weighing him down in a place like this.

Bringing in his knees close to his chest he continued to watch from his corner of the room, staring intently at the others through a curtain of unkempt hair, hoping to god he went unnoticed by these people. Yet no such luck was with him as his eyes met with a red haired girl, who looked to be in distress, holding her gaze in fear of what would happen were he to look away.