Lab coat, check.

Goggles, check.

Clipboard, check.

Everything I need is all with me. All I need to do is to calmly head to the lab and participate in my usual routine. Be part of the WICKED.

"Is everything good to go?" one of the higher representatives speaks in a sophisticated voice.

I stare at the blueprints and the holograms in front of me and nod. The representative then raises one of her eyebrows and hits the red button. The button that will initiate the plan. The plan to save mankind. The plan to a new well built society. One that WICKED will create. Including me, Nike Hollister, the architect of the whole plan.