You are an Demon. You had wings and horns. You were exploring the human world alone in the woods when you were taken. You’ve been trapped and isolated for years. You’ve been hurt and experimented on constantly

One day, alarms start blaring in the facility you’re kept in. You hear footsteps and gunshots for quite a while until it gets quiet. You stay locked in your cell

Footsteps begin to approach the cell that you are locked in. Four men appear in front of the glass. You have all this built up anger from being captured and hurt and tormented that you charge at the glass when they step in front. The four men step back and stare

“Bloody hell, is that a demon?” The man with a Scottish accent asks