Re: Black Uniforms

"That's Doctor Cerebrum," he said, following her, and pulling out his
notebook and pencil. "You know, dressing entirely in black is
probably an indication of a poor childhood. Tell me about your
mother."
"MR. Cerebrum, when you start working for the department the only
titles we carry are Mr or Ms." She told him. "Black is our uniform
and the shadows our workplace. Watch out for the wall."
Cerebrum walked straight into a wall with a loud thud, failing it see
it due to the il-lighting.
A cruel smile came to lips as she commented with almost a snigger in
her voice. "Raw recruits. This way."
"As for your question, Mr Cerebrum, we have no past." She
explained. "Here we are."
The woman reached out into the darkness and a unseen button flashed
in the darkness. A door slide open and the woman and Cereburm
entered a large room cloaked in darkness with only a single spotlight
in the centre, shining down on a man resisted to a metal chair.
"Here is your subject." The woman said. "I will return in either 24
hours or when you have the answers we desire, which ever comes first."
The woman then left and the door closed behind her leaving Cerebrum
alone with the man.