**Chapter 3: The Team Assembles**

Polin's eyes scanned the room as he briefed his team on the situation. Dr. Elara, a scientist with a calm and collected demeanor, stood beside him, her eyes fixed on the data pad in her hand. Victor, a skilled operative with a rugged exterior, nodded as Polin outlined the plan. "Nash's background is shrouded in mystery," Polin began. "What we do know is that he was a forensic doctor with an unhealthy obsession with the human body. His anomalies are unpredictable, and we need to be prepared for anything." Dr. Elara spoke up, her voice smooth and measured. "I've reviewed Nash's medical history. His obsession with the human body is rooted in his fascination with the circulatory system. He believes that understanding the intricacies of blood flow and pressure can unlock the secrets of life itself." Victor raised an eyebrow. "And what makes him think that?" Dr. Elara hesitated before responding. "From what I've gathered, Nash's interest in the human body began when he was a child. He was fascinated by the way blood flowed through the veins, and he spent hours studying the circulatory system. As he grew older, his fascination turned into an obsession." Polin's eyes narrowed. "And what do we know about his abilities?" Dr. Elara's expression turned somber. "Nash's anomalies make him a wild card. He can manipulate his body to a certain extent, but it's unpredictable. We need to be prepared for anything." Victor nodded, his eyes scanning the area. "I'll take point on the tactical side. We'll need to be prepared for anything." Polin nodded, his mind racing with the possibilities. He knew that this mission would be a challenge, but he was determined to see it through. As they prepared to leave, Polin's comms device beeped. The message was from an unknown sender, and the words on the screen made his heart skip a beat: "Nash is not just a anomaly owner. He's a monster." Polin's eyes locked onto the message, his mind racing with questions. Who was sending him these warnings, and what did they know about Nash? He knew that he had to be careful, but he also knew that he had to push forward. The team set out, their footsteps echoing through the empty corridors. Polin led the way, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of Nash. They moved through the abandoned buildings, their footsteps quiet on the deserted streets. As they turned a corner, Polin caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. A figure, tall and imposing, stood in the shadows. Polin's heart skipped a beat as he realized that they were not alone. "Victor, we have a problem," Polin whispered, his eyes locked on the figure. Victor's hand instinctively went to his gun, his eyes scanning the area. "What is it, Polin?" The figure stepped forward, its eyes locked on Polin. "Nash is waiting for you," it said, its voice low and menacing. Polin's heart sank as he realized that they had been set up. Nash was not just a anomaly owner; he was a monster, and he had a plan.