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Name: James T. Williams

Age: 25

Gen: Male

Race: Human

Subject/other number: Ghost

What happened to get to island: In an effort to subdue his violent and erratic nature. The company that created him ditched him in hopes he would die.

Appearance: image

Has short black hair, a light tan skin, well built and has schematics imprinted on him, which are now covered by clever tattoos.

Temperance: Quiet and very violent. Angry at the world, but at the same time has a soft spot for women.

Bio: James was formally a military operative who signed up for drug testing for a pharmaceutical company. Little did he know he was going to be poked and tested on like a rat and locked in a cell with many other prisoners. From what he remembered. Many were in there like him and all had "Gifts". He never quite understood it, or cared. And through most of his incarceration he was kept in solitary confinement. He knew the man that didn't care about the pain pushed into his skin and pumped into his blood and he wanted him dead more then anything in this world. He didn't care who he had to kill, but he would for a sense of justice.