What Do We Do Now?
I watched Doctor Gray hang up his phone, send out a text message, and then proceed to dismantle his cell phone completely.
He took out the SIM card and placed it in a tube with what I could only assume was some sort of corrosive material. As soon as the metal touched the liquid, it turned to rush before dissolving into nothing more than a pile of debris at the bottom of the glass container.
Taking out his battery, he placed it in a Petrie dish before pouring the same liquid onto it.
Flames rose up as the battery acid hit the liquid, but Doctor Gray didn't seem to be all that worried.
"Why do I think that this isn't the first time you've done that?" I smiled at him.
I was still strapped naked to a table, still in the lab where I had spent all of my time since getting here, and was still wearing a shock collar. But I was no longer as scared.