Sampson awakened in a dark cell, feeling a headache. He noticed his legs were cuffed to the ground, and that Kollin and Corrie were the same.
Kollin and Corrie woke up shortly after Sampson, both looking similarly pained. Sampson tried to see if there was any way he could escape. However, a fourth voice was soon heard.
‘Do not attempt to escape. If you do, you will be stunned on sight, and moved to the highest security prison.’
‘Who are you?’ Kollin said.
The door to the maniraptors’ cell opened to reveal a troodont with a microphone. As he put the microphone back into its slot in the wall, his features darkened as he entered the cell. His feathers were oddly drab, a dirty brownish grey with no patterns anywhere. There were signs of a wattle from around the nose that was removed, probably from a surgical procedure. He was however wearing a silver badge on the right side of the bottom of his neck, designating some sort