She brought him down the long corridor and through a thick blast door and then a second one. As soon as they stepped through it into the big, low room on the other side of that one Creed was indeed seeing in living colour. The room was littered with strange equipment, which Fluß led him past till they reached a little semi circle of three tanks. Each of the tall tanks held a tiny dark form which wriggled and swam around happily.

Fluß stopped to look at the nearest one, her face shining with tenderness. "(Hello, baby brother. Did you miss me?)" She looked up, ears twitching. "(Put your hand here, so he can meet you.)"