Sparse suburban area, underground base.
Hawkeye stood in front of the thick metal door that had just opened, fresh blood flowed down his forearm, dripped onto the lead-gray floor, splashing into a blood flower. In front, was the secret room he had always wanted to enter.
The secret room was oval-shaped, only slightly smaller than a football field, parts against the wall had many transparent jars, filled with murky light brown liquid and pink brains. Identical jars filled the entire secret room, endless, making one's skin crawl. Inside the jars, fluffy purple tentacles extended from the brains, then converged upwards in the secret room, forming a dense network with other tentacles, then connected by several unique white tentacles to the large display screen at the center, each white tentacle had a small ball with a blue light arc every dozen centimeters, slightly larger than a ping-pong ball. The large display screen was like a giant curtain but divided into countless small squares.
