They're watching... they're always watching. They see everything you do. They know. They know...
The voice in the back of his head, trying to convince him this is not the best idea, but what choice does he have? Escape now or stay in the Alkalai Lake facility until...
When they decide that he's outlived his usefullness? When they realize he's a danger? When they realize they can no longer control him? All of which lead to one very final conclusion - his death.
He doesn't want to die.
But they can see you. They know what you're doing. You'll never make it. You tried before, remember?
He does remember... he remembers trying to escape, feral and crazy; in excruciating pain, covered in blood... then he woke up in a stark white room, strapped to a cold metal table, bright lights in his eyes.
A cold shiver rolls down his spine as he presses himself against a wall to peer around a corner. The corridor is empty but for the cameras. He takes a moment to breathe, then rounds the corner and runs down the corridor. Halfway, he meets one of Strykers 'pets' - a three-foot bipedal creature with sharp claws and teeth - both made of the same Adamantium that his own claws are constructed from - he tries to fight, but his claws remain sheathed and he can't make them extend.
The creature slashes and bites at his legs as he tries to get away. Running down the corridor, away from the creature, he rounds a corner and knocks over a lab tech. Fortunately for him - not so for the lab tech - the creature changes focus and shreds the lab tech instead.
Wolverine ignores the soon-to-be ex-lab tech and charges for the next corridor on his escape route.
Bleeding, tired, aching, scared, he runs for the door at the end of the corridor. He's forgotten the cameras; he's forgotten the little beasties; he's forgotten everything but freedom...