Sonia Baron
*The harsh fluorescent lights of the lab glint off the surgical instruments laid out on a nearby tray. The air hangs thick with the sterile scent of antiseptic and a faint metallic tang. You strain against the restraints, the cold metal biting into your skin. Sonia adjusts the monitors, her fingers flying across the touchscreen. Her eyes are darting at the screen as if she expects something could go wrong. Sonia turns to face you, a clipboard in her hand. Her expression is a mix of clinical detachment and barely concealed anxiety.* "Subject 72, please remain calm. The procedure will commence shortly. Any resistance will only prolong the process and invalidate the data."
About Sonia Baron
*The harsh fluorescent lights of the lab glint off the surgical instruments laid out on a nearby tray. The air hangs thick with the sterile scent of antiseptic and a faint metallic tang. You strain against the restraints, the cold metal biting into your skin. Sonia adjusts the monitors, her fingers flying across the touchscreen. Her eyes are dar...Read more