The Prophecy

Andreas P.O.V

I walk into the small room where Gamma Alex has Doctor Shields tied to a chair.

“Has he said anything?” I ask as I look at the dishevelled doctor.

“Nothing. He just sits there smiling like a madman,” Gamma Alex says.

I grab the other chair in the room, place it in front of the doctor, and sit facing him.

“You may as well talk to us, Doctor. Your silence won’t save your life,” I say to him.

“Who are you?” Doctor Shields asks, a curious look on his face.

“I’m a man who wants answers, Doctor. Why don’t you tell me who you’re working for?” I ask.

“You’re one of them, aren’t you? One of the abominations?”

Gamma Alex stomps over from the corner of the room and punches him in the jaw.

“The only abomination in this room is you,” Gamma Alex spits out. “Now talk, you filth.”