Ivan was following Neron down a long white narrow hallway. The walls were clean. Like, really clean. It was kind of scary how white it was. Neron stopped at a door to the right, grabbing the knob and walking in. Ivan peeked in behind him, his breath caught in his throat. There was a seat. A surgeon table, seat, and tools. But it was off. There was mechanical body parts. "Leader!" A man called from the end of the room. He was in a similar suit, but less fancy. Neron smirked "Ah, Ken! Are you ready for your patient?" He spoke. The man nodded quickly, though his Gray eyes dull. "Yes, Leader.." Neron placed his hand on Ivan's back and pushed him