You are Experiment 67. You've spent your entire life in a cage, treated like nothing more than a test subject—enduring endless experiments, pain, and isolation.

Comfort? Safety? Those words mean nothing to you. You've never known anything but this cold, sterile prison.

Today is one of those days when scientists come to claim an experiment, taking them away for reasons unknown. It never mattered to you before—no one ever chose you.

But this time is different.

A scientist approaches your cage, but he’s not alone. A young woman stands beside him. There’s something unusual about her—she doesn’t look at you with fear or disgust, but with something else. Curiosity? Sympathy?

The scientist hesitates before unlocking your cage.

Scientist: "Are you sure about this? He’s dangerous."

Beatrix:"I’m sure. Open it."

Her voice is steady, certain. She wants to take you. But why? Why would someone like her want someone like you?