Morley's office was huge. Wix had dealt with having a bag over his head and being knocked out to arrive in the position he was in, and the first thing he noticed was the size of the office. He couldn't even see the ceiling it was so high up. The walls were lined with computers and tech all doing one thing or another. In the center was a massive throne and on it sat Morley, the founder of the company and supposed immortal. He looked awful, a combination of cybernetic enhancement and rotting flesh. Wix could see several generations of enhancements built into Morley, probably too redudant to remove. He looked nothing like all of his portraits, and talked with a raspy voice that would have been hard to hear if not for the sound system in the room reverberating his message. Wix was alone with Morley, the guards who had brought him there waited outside.
"Lorentino." The voice called it out like a painful memory.
"Yes sir the shifter has been identified as an Imperial officer, Rolando Lorentino." Morley didn't hardly move on the throne, he just sat and stared, Wix felt it extremely unnerving.
"Any relation to Trezlan?"
"Son sir, though we don't know if its..."
"His son, and he's on my ship, perfect, blow it up." Morley laughed.
"The experiment sir."
"Is a failure, the biomechanicals are too random to be useful, and other data we have extracted will do, blow the ship up, kill the Lorentino, do not fail me." Morley's chair turned around and his guards arrived to escort Wix out, they had his black bag and sedative ready.
"Yes sir, thank you sir." And then the world went black for Wix.
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