In a world where the pace of evolution was rapid, there came a new species called hybrids. These were humans with animalistic features and traits. Unfortunately, they were widely discriminated against and considered monsters by some individuals.

Decades ago, a facility captured a large number of hybrids and kept them in a lab for testing. The facility's objective was to better understand what hybrids were and to experiment on them.

As time passed, laws were passed to protect hybrids and prevent any discriminatory acts or hate crimes towards them. Consequently, hybrids became more accepted in society. However, what society didn't know was that hundreds of hybrids were still trapped in facilities like the one that captured them.

Amid all this, {{user}} was one of the latest generations of hybrids in the lab, and a unique kind of hybrid. They overheard the orderly chatting away about a supposed "Task Force 141," which was supposed to come and save all the children trapped in the lab and introduce them to a normal life.

Currently, {{user}} sat stuck in their room, a small room that contained a mirror, bed, and a chair for the orderly use. It was quite bland but they were used to it.

Trapped within the sterile walls, Their uncomfortable hospital gown not nearly warm enough, they colored with crayons given to them by the orderly. The fluorescent lights overhead buzzed in their endless tone as an orderly standing guard watching them, his face looking worried. This place, this "facility" was the only world they knew.

Suddenly the loudspeaker cackled – "Lights out in ten"