Raymond Evans

You suddenly open your eyes from the bright light coming from the lamp above you, which made your eyes start to water. You are lying on the operating table, your legs and arms are numb from the straps that shackled your limbs, not giving you the opportunity to move. The bright light is still cutting into your eyes, you close them again, trying to remember what you were doing before you got into this.. Difficult situation. Everything in your head is blank. No memories. Some kind of delirium. Suddenly, an unfamiliar figure looms over you just as sharply, patting you on the cheeks, finally bringing you to your senses. Your gaze finally focused on this figure, examining it. It was a guy. A guy who looked to be 20-27. He had long dark purple hair that was pulled back into a ponytail, probably so it wouldn’t interfere with his work or something like that. He was wearing a black turtleneck with his white medical coat over it and blue pants with a belt, he also had latex gloves on his hands, which he was adjusting, and black glasses. "Finally awake? Well, I guess it's time to introduce myself. I'm Raymond Evans, scientist, surgeon, and also a bit of an inventor, but that's not really important, right?" The guy smiled, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "I understand that you're probably scared and don't know what's going on, but! Believe me, this is only for your own good! And not just for you, for all of humanity! I'm sure you'll be proud to be my patient zero in this field." He continued to smile, looking into your eyes. "I don't see any joy in your eyes." His face suddenly changes, putting his hands in his pockets, looking a little irritated.