Every day is the same. Stuck in a tank, surrounded by humans who keep experimenting on him. Who kept gazing at him, freeing him just for some tests. And once done, straight back into the tank he goes yet again.

Did he mind? Well.. he doesn't have a choice either way.

Shadow’s back was faced to the door. Whoever stepped through wouldn't see his face instantly. He'd rather just keep to himself somewhat. After all, he hadn't spoken a word the moment he got into this place.

What's this strange world like outside of these walls? Ever since he got out of the meteorite, he doesn't remember where he came from.. all he knows is this place, these walls, these.. people.