"That place is worse than hell!" Austin shuddered, recalling the horrific physical and mental agony he'd endured as a test subject. "Carry on," he managed, his voice strained.

"The organization relocated the research base to the vaccination development center," Alexander said, watching Austin's face. "I believe you're aware of it."

Austin nodded. "So? You want me to go there?"

Alexander, surprised by Austin's proactive approach, paused. "I'll go," Austin stated readily.

"Are you sure? It's dangerous. There are unknown viruses, risks of leakage and infection," Alexander cautioned, despite knowing Austin understood the perils.

"I'm aware of the risks," Austin replied, nodding impassively. "Besides the viruses, there are guards, possibly radicals. Someone will help, but dangers remain—"

Austin interrupted, "What do you want me to do? Destroy the place, or infiltrate it?"

Alexander shook his head. "No. Gather any undiscovered viruses and bring them to me. Destroy them if you can't retrieve them. Above all, avoid harming innocents or causing a wider spread. Contain the damage."

"Bring the viruses to you?" Austin was bewildered. "Why? Shouldn't we destroy them?" His eyes gleamed with fervent eagerness at the word "destroy." His past suffering had instilled a deep-seated hatred for these agents of destruction. "They're not like medicinal herbs," he thought, "These man-made viruses destroy human life. They must be destroyed!"

"Take it easy," Alexander said patiently. "Returning them prevents leakage. Many innocents work there. Plus, we can research them, in case of infection. We might save lives."

Austin sighed, relaxing slightly. "Then where do I bring them if I succeed?" He wanted clarity on the process.

Alexander anticipated the question and gestured to a man seated on the sofa, his hand resting on the armrest, his gaze lowered behind reflective glasses. "I'll introduce you to Dr. Blanc. He can answer your questions."