"Alright, let's see if we can go ahead and hack—" As Gerald contemplated his next move, the door creaked open, startling him. A scientist with short yellow hair, clad in crisp white overalls that rustled with each step, entered the room.
"Wh-what are you doing here?! This is the morgue?!" The scientist's voice echoed slightly, a mix of confusion and alarm filling the chilly air.
Gerald spun around abruptly, his hand clumsily brushing his forehead, leaving a smear of blood across his face. He adopted a bewildered expression and stuttered, "I... I don't know. I just woke up here and tried to get up..."
The scientist hesitated, his shoes squeaking against the cold, sterile floor as he took a step back toward the door. "Oh, uh well what is your name?" he asked, his tone cautious.
