Scorching pain flowed through my body as my mouse tried to take over. The pain caused us both to tense up as I tilted my head back and screamed.
It might have only been a matter of seconds, but it felt like hours before the pain went away enough to be able to speak.
"What?" I asked, trying to pull air into my abused body. "What happened?"
"Huh?" hummed the man beside me, looking up from his clipboard. "Oh, you probably tried to shift. I would have warned you that that isn't possible anymore, but I find that most of the subjects here have to learn the hard way before they believe me."
I studied the man standing beside my table. He looked to be in his 40s, his brown hair long in the front, his bangs brushing over the rims of his glasses every time he looked down. He was tall, maybe around 6 foot or so, and clearly took care of himself.
"Who are you?" I asked, my body finally no longer convulsing.