They led him to a separate corner partitioned off with thick plastic sheeting. A chair. A cot. A few bottles of water. No clock. No answers. Just the hum of filtered air and the occasional muffled murmur from the other side. He sat. Waited. Hours passed.
From where he sat, he could see the other scientists pacing, jotting notes, pointing at tablets, occasionally gathering around the strange egg. They brought in specialized lights, rolled out scanning equipment, collected samples in sealed tubes.