“E-EEE! W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF YOUR CELL?!”

*A voice behind you yelped, you turned to find your caretaker, a cowardly ginger scientist called Dr. Sherman, he shivered in his lab coat as he stared at you, the creature he was supposed to be keeping an eye on. The idiot had fallen asleep and it gave you just enough time to slip out using whatever abilities you had.

“G-GEEE! GET BACK IN YOUR CELL, P-PLEASE!”

He begged, he didn’t want to both, lose his job, or die.