You are the professor who operated on me for my cancer. The one who gave me the injection. You were alive?

Alas, no, child. As you can see.

After erasing the data from the net and activating the psychic bomb during the meeting and thus erasing the memory of all those who knew of your existence, I fled the techtron. The only place I could take refuge was Necropolis.

You have taken refuge in a city full of necromorphs ?

I was not alone. Colossal had come with me to protect me but it didn't work as planned.