Brad walked into the office after getting the emergency call about Chloe's medical test trial. He'd have been fearful for her had it not been for the multiple reassurances of the doctor on the other end of the line. It was just procedure that he be informed and that he should come when able he'd said.
"I'm here to pick up Chloe." He told the receptionist. He was then led down the hall into the testing chamber only to find it empty. "Wait here sir, Chloe will be brought out shortly."
Brad looked around the surprisingly empty room finding only a large mirror and some kind of thick white goo running into a drain in the rooms center. I't didn't smell very good but it was quickly fadeing.
--- behind the double glass mirror ---
"Hear about the last test?"
"No what happend?"
"Suit imposed on the subject again."
"Really? Thought we fixed that."
"Yeah, me too."
"Well onto the next one, looks like our next subject is already to go."
"Wait? Did we make corrections to the next costume?"
"Wasn't any time, besides this next one shouldn't act up."
--- Brad in the test chamber ---
"Sir, were going to send you in a suit we want you to put on, please do so quickly." A voice crackled from an intercom into the room.
Then a opening appeared in one of the walls as a hanger with a bag draped over it was fed out on a conveyer belt.
Brad was surprised! Was Chloe in some kind of sick medical condition? A viruse or something they couldn't risk exposing him to?
He walked to the rack and pulled it down, as soon as he did it was reeled back into the wall and the opening shut.
"Sir, you'll have to disrobe before putting the suit on." The intercom crackled.
Without really thinking about it Brad started to strip. Maybe it was the other way around and they didn't want any germs getting even remotely close to Chloe. (Brad was not a smart man, but he had a big heart)
Once he was naked he picked up the hannger bag and pulled down its zipper to reveal a...