Signing up, you decide to be a median worker. You receive a letter the following day, stating that you have been accepted into the project. You put on your jacket and head outside, getting into your car. After about 2 hours, you arrive at the building. A man greets you at the front. You tell him your name and give him the letter. The man looks it over for a second, puts it into his pocket, and tells you to head to the third floor.
Upon arriving, you are yet again greeted, this time, by a female in a white lab coat. She says her name is Dr. Johnson, and that she's glad you joined the project. Johnson directs you to a room at the back, and puts your jacket on a rack. You head inside and feel funny. You look down to see your clothes have shrunken and fallen off. You notice mandibles and antennae growing, your skin darkening to a black color. You grow shorter and shorter, your transformation continuing. You suddenly drop to all fours, your legs becoming smaller. Your face morphs and your mouth and nose are replaced by mandibles. In a few minutes, your transformation is completed. Dr. Johnson picks you up with a gloved hand, and gently puts you into an ant farm.