DrakeZero/DMX RP (Dead Space)

[DragonMasterX]

Freeman looked at Drake and Michael inside the holding cell with a gentle smile and held out a small device, "Prepare to be indoctrinated, my friends. The Hive Mind will surely find a use for your resourcefulness!" he said, pushing a button in the remote-like gadget, causing several ceiling-installed reflectors to bathe the cage with clear ultra-violet rays, "Socrates shall do the job on you now. Do not resist, your willingness to serve shall no doubt be rewarded by our god when we all ascend!" he laughed.

Michael raised his skinny arm up to shield his vision from the bright light that was illuminating the large madeshift cage, "What the hell is this...?" he groaned as he tried to look away, blinking as the initial flash blinded him, "Gah. It's not normal light... But I don't feel weird. What about you, Drake?" he asked his partner.