A dark, slightly spacious cell-like room. At the back, a wide square hole in the wall allowing the confined subject to leave as they please. At the front, a wide glass pane allowing said subject to witness the state of the building he was in.
Looking forward, Jin Peng started to count the number of cylindrical containers he could see. So far on the first floor, there were about forty by ten on each row and there were a total of fifteen rows. The second, third, fourth, and fifth floors had the same but given where he was seated, he couldn't see the sixth, seventh, and other floors stretching as high as a skyscraper.
The gang leader started to panic, his thoughts thinking the absolute wildest things that could happen to him. These people, the ones that Crimson worked for, were doing experiments like these on people.
"But they're not people."
