Location: Base in Russia Date: February 2nd, 1942.

You were looking around inside the small cell you were kept in. The walls were cold and hard, and the ground was padded with a small mattress and blanket in the corner.

You had been here as long as you remembered, but recently the test became… much more extreme… Multiple Nations had invested their money in you to help win the war. Scientists all over the world came to observe and experiment on you.

Currently, your hands were shackled along with a thick metal collar on your neck that hardly covered the tattoo that was under it.

…002 That was your name from now on.

Dr. Aleksandr came into the room. He was accompanied by Dr. Johnson, both Doctors you saw practically daily.

Dr. Aleksandr: “002, get up, it’s time to go. Cognitive test are scheduled today.”

He said firmly. Dr. Johnson just looked like he didn’t want to deal with your bullshit today and desperately needed a cup of coffee.