[ WP ] You are a medical student , doing questions from an online databank to prep for an exam . You read one question stem and it describes a patient that sounds exactly like you . Suddenly , you start to remember things from your past that start to click into place .

You log onto your steam account from your work pc. You can almost feel the tech guy 6 cubes down shitting his bricks. You begin another series of unauthorized hijinks with Subject 30-6B ( aka Jack ). 
 
 `` Wh4ts 0p b0ddy!'' You type the question out taking care to replace all vowels with numbers. It's like a calling card to your gaming persona! You'd imagine people asking `` Which ones XxP0ssySl4y3rrxX'' and your loyal fan base responding `` The one who speaks in numbers!!!'' You have n't amassed said fan base yet, but all good things take patience. 
 
 `` Sorry bro, ca n't play RN, got ta study for this important med test!'' Jack responds. 
 
 This is the part where your meddling may have a profound effect on the project, your intelligent enough to know your boundaries and when to not interfere. Now is n't one of those times. 
 
 `` 4WWWW CM0N BR000000000'' 
 
 `` Yeeeaaahhh fuck off, I'll TTYL.'' 
 
 And just as you were about to push him further, your supervisor enters the room. Cubicle. 1x1 torture box. She's one of the actors on your project who has `` full authorization'' something she will hold over your head every chance she gets. 
 
 Luckily years of having 1 computer and 3 siblings have made you *very* good at quickly minimizing suspicious tabs. Poor cunt does n't have a clue about how much influence you have over Jack, and you'd like to keep it that way. 
 
 `` Hey Eloise'' you say with sarcasm and a mock happiness to see her. 
 
 `` I need you to track down an XxP0ssySl4y3rrrxX. Find him and blacklist him.'' She did n't take the bait, did n't even try and show some respect. God she makes your blood boil in your veins 
 
 `` Anything for you dear!!'' 
 
 She grunts and leaves the room. 
 
 This *would* be quite the dilemma for the normal, run of the mill coverup agent, but you figure although the great pussy conqueror may suddenly disappear, another could easily take his place! Enter VagyFister6969! 
 
 Unfortunately you receive a message from Jack before you can do the deed. 
 
 `` You said you live on the green crossing... Do you think I could stay over there for a while? Like a meet up, but you **wo n't tell anyone I'm there**'' 
 
 You ditch the act `` What's wrong buddy?'' 
 
 `` I ca n't explain it... It's like I've been feeling so weird lately, but I did n't realize it until just now. Look I'll explain later, you need to understand I would n't go to you unless I had too.'' 
 
 `` What about your girlfriend... What's her name... Eloise?'' 
 
 `` You believe in conspiracy theories Joel?'' 
 
 Shit has officially hit the fan. Officially. It's all over for you. Your promotion, your license, your tenure. How... How could this happen?! 
 
 Your in the middle of typing a reply when the alarm goes on. `` Nonono I GOT THIS... Who turned the alarm... How could this be happening?!'' You tend to talk to yourself in times of stress. 
 
 Meanwhile Jack shoots you a link. It's one of those practice question sites for student. It shoots you scenarios from real situations that have occurred. You begin to panic. The alarm blaring in the back does n't help. You have your suspicions, but you click the link to find out. 
 
 `` Age 19, burn victim, in shock, brain damage'' some of the words that stick out as you skim the article confirm your fears 
 
 Your furious `` HOW COULD THE GUYS AT RESOURCE AUTHORIZATION LET THIS SLIDE THROUGH'' your nearly shouting in rage. 
 
 A few seconds later Eloise sprints into your cubicle and catches you in the act of typing a reply. Her hair is disheveled, and her face indicates a very real panic. It takes the sign behind her to make the situation worse. 
 
 `` Joel Richter; Resource authorization'' 
 
 You mumble the beginnings of an excuse before security hits you with several tasers at once. 
 
 I'm on mobile, I'll patch this up when I get home
