Henry is standing in a large room, filled with equipment, some of which he recognizes from the gym he regularly visited, other things seem completely foreign and almost alien, with massive complicated electronics and elements, that he had no idea what did.
The biopsy had been without complications. Like Emma had said, two soldiers had entered not long after she left, and escorted him to a operating room, where Emma together with a few others he hadn't seen before, did the biopsy. They had entered from his neck to take a biopsy of his heart, and the whole procedure had taken less than half an hour. Quickly after that they had escorted him once again to where he was now. The room, outside of being much larger and filled with various equipment, looked similar to the one his bed was in. Only major difference was a large glass window along one of the walls, behind which Emma, Adam, and two other people stood, observing him. Before leaving him in the room, they had attached multiple sensors onto his body, to measure his heart beat and other things Henry hadn't paid attention to.
"Okay Henry, first we'd like you to get on the treadmill, we will set a reasonable tempo on our end". Henry looks over at Emma speaking, and then around at the equipment. The treadmill is placed against the left wall, and looks surprisingly simple compared to some of the other equipment. He walks over to it and steps onto it. There is no screen on the treadmill to display information like how far he had run or how fast he was going, there wasn't anywhere to place your water either, nothing other than a railing in front of, and on either side of Henry. He looks around at the window, looking at Emma. When she meets his eyes, he gives her a thumbs up, and the treadmill slowly starts moving. First at a walking tempo, but it quickly picks up speed until Henry has to start running. It starts off slow, but by the time the treadmill finally settles at a consistent speed, Henry is running at a tempo slightly faster than what he would usually go when he went running by himself.
"If anything feels off or it gets too fast just say so" Emma says over the speakers. Since Henry is used to running about five kilometers at a pace only slightly slower than currently, he is confident he can go at least four kilometers at the current pace. Actually, Henry feels surprisingly good, and not even close to out of breath.
"Everything is good", Henry replies. He almost feels happy. Getting to exercise helps put his worries aside, and focus on the motions instead. He falls into a steady pace, and completely forgets everything around him, his mind goes almost completely blank as the sound of his feet hitting the treadmill become louder. He isn't sure how long he keeps running like that when his trance is interrupted by Emma.
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"Okay Henry, we are going to increase the speed to raise your heart rate further". Henry shakes his head as his mind returns to where he is. He doesn't reply Emma. He is in awe at how well he feels, barely breaking a sweat at the pace he is going. The treadmill starts going faster, and Henry's run slowly turns into a sprint. It doesn't take long for Henry to feel the sweat appear, the shirt he has on sticking to his body, and his short brown hair starts to drip with sweat down his neck. The pace he is going at is insane, and Henry isn't sure how his legs are able to keep up anymore. Suddenly, a sharp stabbing feeling appears in Henry's head, and he lets out a loud yell as he trips and falls off the treadmill, getting launched a few meters back by the treadmill. He barely notices as he clutches his head. It feels like he suddenly got a massive concussion. He vaguely hears the sound of a door opening, and footsteps approaching. A hand touches his shoulder, and without thinking, Henry lashes out at the arm punching one of the soldiers, launching him away and onto his back. The headache subsides slightly as Henry returns to his senses. He sits up and looks at the soldier he had just send flying, and at another soldier pointing a raised gun at him.
"I.. I didn't mean to do that, i don't know why I -" he doesn't get to finish as the soldier shoots, and before Henry has time to react, a dart of sorts is sticking out of his right shoulder. Henry looks at the dart in disbelief, then back at the soldier. Suddenly, Henry is filled with anger, and he gets up from his sitting position. He feels his whole body heating up, almost burning. The headache vanishes and he can feel his muscles tensing as he looks at the soldier in front of him.
"What the fuck are you doing? I told you i didn't mean to!" Henry is yelling as he steps closer towards the soldier in front of him. The soldier takes a step back, and takes another shot, this one hitting Henry in the chest. Henry takes another step towards the soldier, but is close to falling over as his leg almost fails to hold his weight up. Henry looks down at the his leg, then his arms, the black veins are visible down both his arms. He looks up at the soldier again, and tries to take another step towards him, but his legs give out from underneath him, sending him to the ground. His head starts pounding again, and his mind feels like a giant mess. Like a fog is clouding all his thoughts and actions. He looks around the room until he notices the scientists through the window. Adam and the two doctors Henry haven't seen before are in some sort of discussion, but Emma is looking straight at Henry. The soldier that shot Henry steps closer to him, and right before he brings down the other end of his gun, aimed straight at Henry's temple, Henry manages to think to himself; "What did i just do?".
