...The hanger door closed and locked into position. The room we were now in was now pitch black. Holding my hand up to my face, I still saw nothing. Heh. It was creepy. It actually felt like the world was brighter with my eyes closed while in this room. A terrible feeling that always seemed to intrigue me. A moment passed and I felt the floor beneath me shake. I couldn't see it, but I felt the wall that once stood in front of me was now moving, opening. When I entered this room, I saw nothing that resembled a door. Just 4 walls and the door behind us. I started thinking again. 'Why am I here?' 'Did it have something to do with that thing from befo-'

A hand reached out from the shadows and grabbed my shoulder, disturbing my thoughts and frankly scaring the living shit out of me. I jumped. Commander Jackyl, the man that brought me here and also the man that just grabbed my shoulder, gave a short laugh. Damned bastard has one hell of a habit sneaking up on people. The 2 days I've known the guy he's managed to scare me more times than every Halloween to date. 'Creepy fuck.' The wall that was moving in front of us stopped and also locked. "Nathan..."

"Seriously, just Nate." I reminded him for the third time. He snickered again. The hanger ignited with light, blinding me for a moment. As my vision cleared up, I took a look in front of me, curious to see what the doors had revealed. I stared for a moment. Cleared my eyes and looked again. I wasn't being deceived. What was in front of me was definitely real, however, my mind couldn't shake a certain feeling of falsehood. There was no way I could be staring at something like this. Something like this belongs in anime's and movies. I took a step forward, then another. Slowly I worked up the nerve to get just close enough to it where I could touch it.

I extended my hand and placed it upon the black metal surface. It was cold, a lot colder than the room around us. It wasn't because of air conditioning or anything either. It felt like it was naturally this cold. The machine activated, as if responding to my touch. A mechanical, grinding sound was heard and I saw a part of it moving just above me. It was the head. It was looking at me. As if it was completely aware of my presence. But, how could that be? It was just a machine and yet, it felt like it had life of it's own. I turned back to Jackyl and asked him, "What is this?" He smiled, looked at the ground, closed his eyes and gave another sinister snicker. After a brief moment, he looked back up to me, made eye contact with me, as if he was trying to rip my soul from my body with his eyes. There was no other way to describe it. Jackyl was always creepy, but this was new. This was...just scary. "Versica..." He said...

"...This machine...Will be your Grave."