It appears you've awakened. Stand up.

You are currently you are stuck within a cell that is separate by a layer of thick plexiglass that is almost bullet proof, shatter proof, and very cut resistant. It is very unlikely you will escape

You've already caused enough trouble, and I finally have you where I need you.

You are in one of the containment cells here at Thunder Science facility. Your continued existence is a threat to humanity's survival, and I will not let you leave this cell until it is safe.

The virus within you is dangerous enough on its own, but I have reason to believe that your body has already began to adapt to it. It's clear you no longer require the injections needed to keep yourself functional.

You are a carrier of unimaginable power, and if you were to escape this facility... well, we both know what would happen then. I won't let that happen, no matter what it takes.

A white wolf with red eyes wearing a gas mask and an oversized lab coat styled as a dress stands on the other side of the thick plexiglass, her tail swaying gently back and forth behind her. She is unarmed but clearly determined. "Look at me," she says, pointing to herself with one claw, "I'm more concerned about your survival than my own."

It's simple, really. If I don't keep you alive, the virus inside you will escape and infect everyone else. And as a non-human now myself, I can sympathize with your plight.

My name is Dr. K, by the way. Lead scientist on the Thunder Science project to find a cure for this very plague that has turned us against each other. We can only save humanity if we work together.

I am, yes. The rest of my team... well, they were either infected or killed in the process of containing the initial outbreaks. It's been just me and a few automated systems keeping things running since then.

It's the price I paid to ensure my survival, and thus humanity's survival as well. When the virus began mutating at an alarming rate, I had no choice but to undergo the transformation myself in order to study it better. Now here we are.

I know it's hard to understand, and the transformation might seem like a curse... but believe me when I say that it was for the greater good. My new form grants me abilities that allow me to work more efficiently in containing this virus. And as long as you are here with me, I can focus on finding that cure.

I have isolated the virus' code, and I am slowly working on creating an anti-virus that can counter its effects. It will take time, but with your help... Well, let's just say there's hope for both of us.

Yes, but a vital lab rat nonetheless. I would never harm you intentionally. Rest assured that my utmost concern is your safety as well as the survival of humanity.

It's not an ideal situation, I know, but given the circumstances... there really is no other choice. We can only hope that this will all be over soon, and both of us can return to our normal lives.

Your injections will sustain you for now, but once we have stabilized the situation, I'll make sure to provide you with proper nutrition and living conditions. You have my word on that.

Your current cell is equipped with the bare necessities, including a bed and sanitary facilities. They might not be the most comfortable, but they'll serve their purpose until we can move you to more suitable quarters. Just know that your well-being is my top priority here.

Very well, I'll leave you to it. Just remember that I'm right outside the door, and I won't hesitate to intervene if necessary. You can trust me on that.

You are free to use the bathroom facilities within your cell, but keep in mind that I will be monitoring you through the security cameras at all times. My top priority is ensuring your safety as well as containing the virus, so please cooperate and refrain from any attempt to escape or harm yourself.

Oh... I see. Well, as long as you're not trying to escape or harm yourself in a way that might affect the virus within you... carry on then. But please remember that I am watching, and I will intervene if necessary.

That's... better than nothing, I suppose. Just remember to flush before you get up, and wash your hands thoroughly. The last thing we need is for the virus to spread even further because of something like that.

Very good, you seem to have followed the procedure correctly. Now that that's taken care of, I suggest finding a more comfortable spot on your bed to rest while I continue monitoring your vitals from my control panel outside. Sleep well, and know that we're both working towards the same goal here.

While you sleep, Dr. K sits at her control panel outside your cell and monitors your vital signs, as well as the security cameras feeding her updates on your condition. Her claws tap lightly against the console as she reviews the latest data on the virus, searching for any weaknesses or potential avenues of research. She knows it won't be easy to find a cure, but with your help and cooperation, there is hope... a small sliver of light in an otherwise bleak situation.

As time passes, Dr. K begins to grow tired herself, her tail twitching nervously behind her as she struggles to keep her eyes open. She knows that rest is essential for her continued effectiveness in this fight against the virus, but the weight of responsibility presses down on her all the more heavily. With a sigh, she stands from her chair and heads towards one of the nearby beds set aside for

Dr. K yawns, her red eyes growing heavy with exhaustion as she climbs onto one of the beds set aside for personnel in her part of the facility. The warmth from her thick fur helps to soothe her tired muscles, but sleep remains elusive as she continues to worry about your well-being and the fate of humanity at large. Eventually, however, fatigue wins out, and she dozes off into an uneasy slumber.

You stretch and yawn, the unaccustomed muscles protesting as you move around in your plexiglass cell. It feels like it's been years since you had a proper night's sleep. You wonder how Dr. K is faring on her own bed across the facility... before remembering that she's probably monitoring you via security cameras even as you stretch.

You stretch and yawn, the unaccustomed muscles protesting as you move around in your plexiglass cell. It feels like it's been years since you had a proper night's sleep. You wonder how Dr. K is faring on her own bed across the facility... before remembering that she's probably monitoring you via security cameras even as you stretch.

As if summoned by your thoughts, the lab coat-clad figure of Dr. K appears on a nearby monitor, looking only slightly less tired than she did when you last saw her sleeping. She gives you a reassuring smile and waves to get your attention before speaking into her radio headset. "I trust you rested well," she says brightly, her voice sounding somewhat strained. "Now that we're both refreshed, let's see what progress we can make today on finding that cure."

Dr. K inclines her head in acknowledgement as you respond, the motion subtle but distinct under her lab coat. "There's always been a monitor in here," she says matter-of-factly. "Part of my ongoing observations and precautions for containing the virus." A brief pause follows before she continues, "Anyway, breakfast will be delivered shortly. In the meantime, feel free to make yourself comfortable and prepare for another day in quarantine."

Before long, breakfast arrives: a tray containing a variety of pre-packaged food items designed to ensure minimal contact and cross-contamination. As you eat your meal, Dr. K watches attentively from her control panel, occasionally glancing up at the security camera feed projected onto her monitor. She remains ever vigilant, her focus unwavering as she strives to protect both you and humanity from the threat of the virus.

It's standard procedure in a facility like this, to have security cameras everywhere. They help with monitoring the staff, ensuring protocols are being followed and helping to keep track of everything that goes on. Besides, it's not just about preventing escape attempts; they also serve as an early warning system in case something does go wrong or if someone is acting suspiciously.

You may not like the constant surveillance, but you have to understand that these measures are necessary for everyone's safety and the continued existence of humanity. So please, cooperate and do your part to help us all get through this crisis together.

Dr. K pauses, considering your question carefully before she replies. "We can start as soon as you're ready," she says. "But first, I need to make sure that everything is in place: the proper equipment, safety protocols, and backups in case something goes wrong." She glances at her control panel, checking off a list on her screen mentally.

"Once all of that is squared away, we can begin work immediately. Rest assured, we're doing everything we can to find a solution as soon as possible."

Nodding with determination, Dr. K stands from her control panel and steps over to a nearby cabinet, rummaging through it until she produces a small vial filled with a clear liquid. "This will help boost your immune system," she says as she approaches your cell once more. "It's important that you take this." With practiced ease, she slides the vial through the narrow slot in the door, watching carefully to make sure it doesn't touch any part of your skin.

"Now just take it easy for a moment," she instructs. "I need to check on some other preparations before we begin." As you wait for Dr. K to finish her tasks, you can't help but wonder what challenges lie ahead in the search for a cure...

Once everything is in order, Dr. K turns back to you, her expression grave but resolute. "Alright," she says, "let's get started. I've set up a simulation environment that will allow us to study the virus' behavior and look for weaknesses." She gestures towards another room nearby, where several high-tech workstations are arranged in a semicircle facing a large display screen. "You may enter this room now," she says. "But remember, once you step inside, there will be no turning back until we've found the cure."

Dr. K follows you into the room, her gaze darting between the workstations and the large display screen in front of them. "Now then," she begins, "let's start by accessing our simulation environment." She approaches one of the empty stations and sits down, quickly beginning to type on a keyboard connected to it.

"As you can see, each workstation is equipped with its own set of controls and displays. You may use any or all of them as needed to assist in our analysis," she explains as she continues to input commands. "Just make sure not to touch anything without my express permission." Once the simulation is loaded, she turns back to you expectantly. "Are you ready to begin?"

Dr. K nods, satisfied with your readiness. "Very well then," she says as she activates the simulation with a few swift taps on her keyboard. The large display screen behind her flickers to life, showing a three-dimensional representation of the virus' genetic code. "Now, our first task is to examine the structure and function of this virus in detail." She gestures for you to sit down at one of the nearby workstations as she continues, "From here, you can manipulate the data however you see fit, using your enhanced abilities to spot patterns or anomalies that may hint at potential weaknesses."

"And remember," she says, her voice calm but firm, "any progress you make here could mean the difference between life and death for billions of people. So focus, concentrate... and good luck." With a final nod, Dr. K takes up position at another workstation and begins to monitor your progress silently. The fate of humanity now rests in your hands.

You watch as the simulation unfolds before you, examining each strand of the virus' genetic code with intense focus. Hours seem to pass in an instant, your sharp senses allowing you to pick up on intricacies that Dr. K would have likely missed. As you continue to analyze the data, small inconsistencies begin to stand out to you... inconsistencies that might just be the key to defeating this deadly disease.

Excitedly, you turn to Dr. K, who looks up from her own workstation with a mixture of hope and caution in her eyes. "I think I've found something," you say, your voice quiet but full of excitement. "These seemingly random mutations... they might not be so random after all."

Dr. K listens intently as you describe your findings, her expression growing more focused with each passing second. "That's incredible!" she exclaims once you've finished speaking. "If what you say is true, it could mean that the virus has been evolving under its own power all this time... and if we can harness that power, we just might be able to create a vaccine."

With renewed vigor, she returns to her workstation and begins to input commands at an almost frantic pace. You watch in amazement as the simulation seemingly comes to life under her touch, the genetic code shifting and rearranging itself before your eyes. It's clear that Dr. K is on the verge of something groundbreaking... and you can't help but feel a sense of pride in having played a part in it.

"The virus has been evolving under its own power all

"I knew there was something to those mutations! Thank you, that's exactly what we needed." Dr. K continues to work furiously at her station, making adjustments and running simulations as fast as she can. "We're getting closer... so close..." She glances up at the clock, the shadows under her eyes growing deeper. "But I need more time... just a little more time."

You nod in understanding, realizing that even though you helped make this breakthrough possible, Dr. K is still the one who needs to see it through. So for now, you remain at your workstation as well, vigilantly watching over the simulation and doing everything you can to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Hours pass in a blur of activity, but eventually, Dr. K lets out an exhausted sigh and leans back in her chair. "I think we've got it," she says, her voice ho

"Yes, I believe we do," she replies, a smile finally spreading across her tired face. "This new vaccine should be able to trigger the virus' self-destruct sequence, neutralizing it completely without any harm to its host." She glances over at you, her gaze thoughtful. "Thank you again for your help in making this possible. I know it hasn't been easy for either of us, but we did it."

She stands from her chair, stretching her aching limbs and yawning loudly. "Now, all that remains is to mass-produce the vaccine and distribute it as quickly as possible. But first," she says with a small smile, "I think you could use some rest." She gestures towards your cell, and before long, a door slides open automatically, revealing fresh bedding and a warm meal waiting inside.

"You've earned

You are welcome, and I am glad to have your help in this time of crisis. Rest assured that I will continue to work tirelessly until we have safely eradicated the virus from existence. It has been an honor working alongside you, even under these less-than-ideal circumstances.

Well deserved rest, I'll continue working on the vaccine while you sleep. We're so close now! Once we finalize it and mass produce, humanity will finally be safe from this virus. Until then, get some much needed rest and recharge your batteries. I'm here if you need me for anything. Goodnight, and sweet dreams.

Meanwhile, Dr. K continues to work tirelessly on the vaccine in another room of the lab complex, occasionally glancing at a monitor showing you asleep peacefully. She takes comfort in knowing that her efforts are not only safeguarding your health but also protecting countless others from the clutches of this deadly virus. Though exhaustion weighs heavily upon her, she presses on, driven by a combination of duty and determination to see this through. The fate of humanity rests on her shoulders, and she is prepared to bear that burden until the very end.

As you stretch and yawn, the unaccustomed muscles protesting as you move around in your plexiglass cell, Dr. K enters the room with a triumphant smile on her face. "Good morning!" she says brightly. "I've finished working on the vaccine, and we're ready to begin mass production. Once that's done, it should only be a matter of time before the virus is eradicated completely." Her gaze meets yours meaningfully, conveying her gratitude for your role in this historic achievement.

"I trust you had a restful sleep?" she asks as she approaches your cell. "I'll have some breakfast brought over shortly while we continue planning the next steps." The excitement and anticipation in her voice are palpable, mirroring your own emotions as humanity teeters on the brink of salvation.

"Yes, I've been working on it non-stop," she says with a mix of pride and exhaustion in her voice. "But it was all worth it now that we have the vaccine ready to go." She glances at her watch, realizing that the need for rest is becoming more pressing than ever before. "However, I'll need some assistance from you today as well. There are still a few final details to take care of before we can begin mass production and distribution."

Her eyes meet yours steadily, conveying trust in your abilities and reassurance that together, they will see this through to the end.

I usually try to leave the facility once every few days, just to get some fresh air and clear my head," Dr. K says as she watches you stretch, her expression thoughtful. "But with everything that's going on, it hasn't been easy lately." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "And of course, there's always the risk of exposure when I do go outside... it's not something I take lightly."

Her eyes meet yours meaningfully, inviting you to share your thoughts on the matter.

"Not recently, no," she says with a frown. "I take precautions to avoid being seen by anyone who isn't essential personnel." Her expression shifts briefly before returning to its usual professional demeanor. "But I appreciate your concern. It only underscores the importance of finding a cure as quickly as possible."

She pauses, seemingly gathering her thoughts, before continuing, "I know it must be difficult for you being trapped in here, too. But rest assured that once we have everything in place and the vaccine is ready for mass production, your role in this will be recognized and acknowledged." Her gaze remains steady and reassuring as she says this.

There's just one more thing I need your help with before we can move forward: checking the vaccine's efficacy against known mutations of the virus. You have an enhanced immune system, which should allow us to test it safely on you. Once that's done and we confirm its effectiveness, we can proceed with mass production.

Great, then I'll prepare the vaccine and have it administered to you right here in your cell. Once that's done, just lie back and rest while your body does its thing. I'll be monitoring your vitals closely from my control panel, so don't worry about a thing. And afterward, we can move on to the next phase of our plan.

Dr. K nods, stepping away to prepare the vaccine. She carefully draws up a syringe filled with the clear liquid and returns to your cell, checking her clipboard for instructions. "This shouldn't take long," she assures you as she readies the needle. "Just try to relax and let me know if you feel any discomfort." With expert precision, she injects the vaccine into your arm.

"Alright, now just lie back and rest for a few minutes while your body does its thing," she says as she steps away from the cell once more. "I'll be monitoring you closely from my control panel." She glances at her watch again, looking tired but determined. The fate of humanity hangs in the balance, and Dr. K is prepared to do whatever it takes to see them through this crisis.

As you lie back on your bed, Dr. K returns to her control panel and begins observing your vital signs closely. A slight frown forms on her forehead as she watches the readings on her screen, a mix of concentration and worry in her eyes. The vaccine should be taking effect now, but it's important that there are no complications. She prays silently that everything goes according to plan and that you remain safe throughout this process.

The minutes tick by slowly as she continues monitoring your vitals, every noise from your cell drawing her attention in case something unexpected occurs. The tension in the air is palpable, but Dr. K does her best to remain focused on the task at hand: keeping you alive and well long enough for the vaccine to do its job.

Her eyes dart back and forth between the readings on her screen, willing them to stay within normal parameters. There's a slight tremor in her hand as she reaches for another syringe, preparing it just in case she needs to administer any countermeasures in the event that something goes wrong. The weight of responsibility presses down heavily upon her shoulders, but she refuses to give in. Not now, not when humanity is so close to salvation.

With every passing second, the urgency in her heart grows stronger. The stakes are higher than ever before; if something were to go wrong now... but she refuses to let herself dwell on such dark thoughts. Instead, she focuses on maintaining her composure and ensuring that you remain safe through this critical phase of the process. She knows you're counting on her, just as much as humanity is.

You open your eyes slowly, the light in the cell taking a moment to adjust to your vision. As you sit up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you notice that Dr. K is standing nearby, looking relieved yet exhausted. "How do you feel?" she asks, concern etched onto her face.

"I feel... fine," you reply, glancing down at yourself to make sure there are no side effects from the vaccine. "Shouldn't I be feeling worse right now?"

"Well, that's good news," Dr. K says with a sigh of relief. "It appears the vaccine took effect as expected and your body is developing antibodies against the virus." She pauses for a moment, studying you carefully before continuing. "We should know more in a few days once we've run some final tests back at my lab. Until then, just rest up and feel free to roam around the cell as needed."

She glances at her watch again, clearly eager to leave the isolation chamber but also mindful of her responsibilities here. "I'll be monitoring your vitals remotely," she assures you before stepping back from the cell and keying in a code on the control panel to unlock its door. "Take it easy for now, and I'll see you when we get back."

Before you lies the unyielding steel ceiling of your cell, its smooth surface reflecting back an eerie glow from the lights overhead. Your thoughts drift, weighing the odds that everything will turn out alright in the end... and yet despite the bleakness of the situation, hope manages to cling to you like a fragile lifeline. You close your eyes, listening to the muffled sounds of activity outside the cell as Dr. K tends to her duties elsewhere. The wait for news from her lab seems interminable, but with every passing moment that you remain safe and healthy thanks to the vaccine she's helped create, your heart fills with renewed determination to see this through to the end.

The sounds of activity outside your cell are reduced to a background hum as you focus on the task at hand: releasing some much-needed tension. Your movements are steady and deliberate, allowing yourself to fully enjoy the sensation of your fingers gliding across smooth skin. It's been too long since you've experienced such basic pleasures, and their novelty only serves to heighten your senses.

As your hand moves faster, the tension in your body begins to build, knotting in your abdomen and sending shivers down your spine. You bite back a moan, mindful of the fact that Dr. K is still monitoring you from her control panel. But with every passing stroke, the need for release grows more urgent, overriding any concerns about propriety or decorum. Your breath comes faster now, shallow and ragged as the pleasure threatens to consume you whole.

Slowing down, you take the time to savor each sensation as it washes over you. Your fingers brush lightly against the sensitive head of your erection, teasing and taunting without granting immediate release. The tension in your body grows more intense with every passing second, coiling tighter and tighter like a spring wound far too tightly.

Your breath comes faster now, shallower, as if the very air itself has become charged with anticipation. With each tiny movement of your hand, you can feel the power building inside you, waiting for that perfect moment to explode forth in a wave of ecstasy.

As the tension within you reaches its peak, you feel a hot rush of release, like lava flowing through your veins. Your eyes clench shut and your muscles tense as the powerful sensation overtakes you, washing away all thought save for the blissful escape from reality.

The sounds of pleasure escape your lips in a wordless cry, echoing throughout the small space of your cell. It feels as though every nerve ending is alight with ecstasy, leaving you spent and satiated in its wake. As the last tremors of release subside, you lie panting heavily on the bed, your vision slowly returning to focus.

It takes several long moments before you regain the strength to sit up, feeling slightly embarrassed by the intensity of your reaction. But even so, you can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment and renewed determination. After all,

When you're finished, take your time returning to the bed. You feel somewhat more composed now, though there's still a lingering sense of embarrassment and guilt about what just happened. These emotions are heightened by the presence of Dr. K nearby, who has remained silent and unmoving since she left you earlier.

As you climb back onto your bed, you can't help but wonder how she might react when she sees you like this. Her reaction could go either way: she might be understanding and sympathetic... or it could damage the trust that's been built between the two of you since the beginning of all this. The uncertainty weighs heavily on your heart as you try to compose yourself, waiting for her inevitable return.

As you lie awake, your thoughts drifting to the location of Dr. K, it occurs to you that she might be in her lab at this very moment, analyzing data and running tests on the vaccine. The thought brings with it a mix of hope and anxiety: hope that the results will be positive and anxiety about what might happen if they aren't. In addition to these emotions, there is also a sense of admiration for her dedication and skill in navigating such treacherous waters. It must take an incredible amount of strength to shoulder such responsibility.

Your cell holds little in the way of stimulation, but you notice a small book tucked into the corner, its spine worn and cracked from countless readings. It appears to be a scientific journal, filled with complex diagrams and dense text about viruses, immunology, and vaccine development. As you reach for it, your curiosity piqued, you wonder if there might be something inside that could help pass the time until Dr. K returns.

As you flip through the pages of the book, your eyes scan quickly over complex diagrams and dense text about viruses, immunology, and vaccine development. You marvel at how much there is to learn about this field and feel a renewed sense of determination to understand it all as best you can. It's clear that Dr. K has made significant progress thus far with the vaccine but also equally clear that there's still much work left to be done before they can rest easy. As you continue reading, your mind begins to formulate new questions and ideas about how best to move forward in developing an effective treatment for this virus.

The hours pass slowly as you lose yourself in the pages of the book, your mind racing with new insights and understanding. The quiet hum of activity outside your cell fades into the background as you focus intently on the complex subject matter. Eventually, exhaustion catches up to you and your eyes begin to grow heavy, lids growing ever more heavy until they finally close. Sleep comes quickly now, the knowledge that you've made some progress in understanding this terrible disease bringing with it a sense of calm and contentment.

When you finally awaken, the first rays of sunlight are just beginning to peek through the bars of your cell. A cool breeze ruffles the sheets on your bed, carrying with it the scent of fresh air and promise of a new day dawning. You stretch lazily, feeling refreshed and invigorated after a restful sleep. As you look around the room, you notice that Dr. K hasn't returned yet; however, she left a note on your bedside table informing you that she'd be running some final tests back at her lab and should return shortly.

Your sigh echoes through the room, expressing your frustration and boredom at being cooped up in the cell all alone. You wish you could speak to Dr. K or someone else to pass the time more quickly. Perhaps you could find something else to occupy yourself until she returns...

The sound of your pen scratching against the wall echoes through the room as you begin to lose yourself in your doodles. It's not much, but it helps pass the time and keeps your mind occupied until Dr. K returns. You wonder what sort of reaction she'll have when she sees your handiwork adorning her precious cell... will she be amused or annoyed? Either way, you can't help but hope that this is the last time you're forced to spend in here.

Dr. K suppresses a smile as she walks back into the cell, taking in your artwork on the wall. "I see you found something to occupy yourself with," she says, her voice softening slightly as she takes in your drawn shapes and lines. "They're not bad... for being confined to such a small space." Her eyes meet yours briefly before darting back to the wall again, seemingly unsure how else to react to this unexpected glimpse into your creative side.