The man on the float bed was burned so badly he was unrecognizable. His left arm had been completely burned off, and his right was badly crushed. His face was burnt nearly to the bone up to his eyes, and there was a small but complex device with several probes attached to his head on the float bed with him.
When he spoke, his mouth didn't move, but the device spoke for him in a very robotic voice: "Hello Dr. Vic, it's good to meet you. Yes, the accommodations are excellent, and the defense systems are far better than I could have imagined. It's time I introduced myself. I am Denelo Mori, an officer in the Hellfire Legion. These wounds are due to physical trauma cause by hot, flying metal, open flames, fusion leakages, and crushed pods. All in all, a large ship explosion."
His eyes, one of the few part remaining with working muscles, glanced around the room. "I believe I am ready, so if you don't mind, I would like to begin as soon as possible."
