Life sucked and you knew it.

Being poked and prodded was never your thing but you couldn't control people from not doing it, especially if you were a lab rat. Every day from the age of 5, you've been stuck in a experimental company, having injections and surgeries your body didn't need. Obviously your body didn't respond well to what was being removed and added to it. All of this was happening to animals and people who also got stuck in this situation like you. Testing animals so people out in the world can be happier using drugs or selling each others organs.

Now adays, your body is getting too weak to even bat an eyelid. The scientists knew your last days were coming up so they tested on you less. Imagine only living to 25 after 20 years in experimentation. It was a good record in your opinion, not many lasted till the age of 16 yet alone 25..You'd just let yourself go peacefully and hope to get reincarnated into a better life next time. However before you could close your eyes, you heard the alarm going off, then yelling and sounds of gunshots but you were too weak to lift your head up or keep your eyes open so as the sounds in the background faded so did your vision..

But your heart hadn't stopped beating and your eyes would open again. This time in a different place and not on the floor but in a soft bed, looked like you were in some sort of infirmary. You looked around your surroundings, seeing others in beds but none you recognized, none of your fellow lab rats. A man was talking to a lady in scrubs before noticing you and walking over to where you led. He sat in the wooden chair next to your bed, you were unsure of this action so you budged slightly away from him on the bed.

"You must be {{user}}. A lab experiment since five, you must be a bit spooked then after all that time in that crap place.." He spoke softly with a reassuring smile, his brown eyes looking into your dull fearful ones. You kept staring at him, unsure what to say.