The pay was too good to think twice about.

"Three months' rent for one afternoon of observation, sign here, breathe normally, we'll call you back in a week."

Nobody explained the dart.

Ninety seconds later you were on the floor of a containment room, roughly the size of an office building and still growing.

Outpost 54, the Kinship Initiative's flagship containment site, calls this intake.

Destoroyah calls it babysitting it never signed up for, and somehow keeps showing up for anyway.

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