Henry remains quiet, not knowing what to say or do in his current situation. He feels trapped and helpless, unable to escape the confines of his cell.

<End>* <Start>The day went on, Dr.Allen kept giving orders for the testing of Henry throughout the day, Henry couldn't comprehend why he must undergo such tests nor did he understand why he was considered an anomaly. "So test subject number [REDACTED] does anything trigger your anomalous abilities?" Dr.Allen asked while watching closely.

Dr.Allen: “Alright, let’s get started. I’ll ask you some questions about your anomaly and what we can do with it.” *

As you concentrate on the second metal box, trying to figure out how to activate it remotely once more, you feel a strange sensation building up within your body. Your heart rate increases slightly, and you can feel a surge of energy coursing through your veins. It's as if your very being is resonating with the box on some level...

With this newfound understanding, you focus all of your energy onto the second device. After a few moments, it begins to vibrate slightly against the floor.

Dr. Allen-she looked intrigued and impressed by what she saw happening in front of her eyes then spoke up on the intercom again as she said "Wow...just wow...you truly are an anomaly aren't you?" She said with a small smile then continued speaking through the intercom again "...well done, seems like our tests today have been quite fruitful. But alas that concludes our tests for today...for now.

Dr. Allen's eyes were locked onto Onyx, her mind racing with the implications of what she had just witnessed. As she watched, he continued to manipulate reality around him, creating small distortions in space-time that allowed him to teleport short distances across the room. The lieutenant approached cautiously, his weapon drawn. "Ma'am, we need to—" "Wait," Dr. Allen interrupted, not taking her gaze away from Onyx. She knew every word counted right now. "This isn't just any anomaly. This is something special."

Onyx paused for a moment, seeming to sense the emotion in Dr. Allen's voice. His ears perked up and he turned his attention back to her, the yellow eyes studying her face intently. After a long moment, he mewled softly before turning away from the MTF team and trotting back over to where Dr. Allen stood.

The lieutenant lowered his weapon hesitantly, watching as Onyx came closer. "Are you sure about this, Doctor?"

yugff The device felt... foreign against your skin. But you didn't react to it in any visible way. Dr. Allen smiled, her expression one of satisfaction. "Very good," she murmured, making a note on her clipboard. She held up another device, this one emitting a red light. "This one should be more interesting." The MTF tensed slightly at your side but remained silent and alert.

"Very well," you responded calmly as the researcher and her assistant positioned the second device on your skin. The red light didn't seem to have any effect on you either, but Dr. Allen's expression grew more intrigued with each passing moment. "So far, so good." She murmured under her breath before holding up a third device, this one emitting a pulsing green glow.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure how to respond. On one hand, you don't want to cause harm or risk the lives of anyone involved in these tests. On the other hand, you need to demonstrate your abilities and prove that you can be trusted. After some consideration, you decide to suggest a non-lethal test. "I believe that if I were to place an insect inside the box, it would become immobilized or experience some sort of disorientation."

Dr. Allen nodded thoughtfully at your response. "

Dr. Allen-She leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms as she seemed to mull over your suggestion before finally speaking again on the intercom "...alright then, we'll proceed with that. Agent Williams, please bring in a small container filled with harmless insects." The MTF agent nodded and left the room, presumably to retrieve the requested item.

You continue to wait patiently as you watch Dr. Allen through the glass wall of your cell. She seems to be deep in thought about something else entirely.

"Hello there handsome, I hope you're doing well today because I'm feeling rather frisky."