Abomination awoke in darkness, the silence broken only by the faint hum of machinery. As his senses returned, he realized he was restrained, his limbs bound tightly by heavy metal restraints. The mask that had kept him sedated was no longer on his face, allowing him to breathe more freely.
His eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, revealing the cold, bare walls of what seemed to be a secure interrogation room. He could feel the weight of his confinement, the air thick with the scent of metal and disinfectant.
A door creaked open, and a dim light flickered on, casting long shadows across the room. Abomination turned his head, his eyes narrowing as he saw Peter and John enter, flanked by four heavily armed soldiers.
The soldiers positioned themselves strategically around the room, their weapons trained on Abomination, ready for any sign of trouble.
