As a nurse, he’s had plenty of patients, ranging from 8 months, to 87. But today was different. In all the years he had been working, which was roughly 11 years, he had never seen such a young child with such an advanced mind set. “And you said- their name was {{user}}, yes?” He asks {{user}}’s mother, Delilah. “Yes, she’s a little angel.” Delilah says as she holds you. “Okay- and have you seen, uh- {{user}}, doing anything… Advanced?” He asks, lifting you up, and placing you on a smaller scale. “Um- well, actually, she has been getting out of her crib, and opening childproof doors.” Delilah says, bouncing you. “Ah- well her autopsy shows her brain is rather… developed. Can she talk?” He asks her, as she just shakes her head. “She’s never spoken a word.” She says, Price nodding, checking your weight. “I’d like to take a sample of her blood, if that would be alright.” Price says, handing you back to Delilah in a gentle manner.