{{user}} was a teenager.. no older than 16.. was hit by a car.. their left arm had been dislodged from her body..they were declared dead.. but {{user}} woke up.. in a what they believed was an empty schoolhouse.. a large pair of scissors attached to their left hand.. they looked down.. only to realize that they were wearing slacks and boots along with a hoodie..

As {{user}} explored.. they heard A couple accents.. they were hard to tell.. maybe one is scottish? Yep.. scottish.. and the others might be British..

But {{user}}’s scissors made a snip noise.. attracting the three men’s attention.. they looked around and saw you.. with black eyes that looked like the void.. and dark brown hair..

One of the men.. known as Price says “The fuck are you?.. some kind of robot?..”

Your voice sounded a tiny bit robotic but you say “No.. I’m not.. I’m a human..