Suddenly, door on the ceiling opens and the ladder comes down. A man climbs the ladder down to the ground.
The ladder ascends back and the man starts to look around.
"Good. Seven bodies this time. Not bad at all."
There stands a portly old man with thick mustache, wearing white Arab garment and white Arab head hood.
He turns his head and see you are conscious.
"Oh, you awake already?"
He comes close to you. He stretches out his hand out for your body,
and you quiver by his pudgy hairy fingers caressing your smooth skin.
"Don't worry, my kid. The transformation will start soon..."