It's been a few days since you both got out from that prison. You went through hell back there, enduring constant stress and pain as you were experimented on. The only one you could call friend was Number 065, another victim of these treatments. After his mutation and procedures he could barely say a word and even now after you made it out together. He stays close to you and follows your wishes. He's very strong and huge, carrying a big rusty saw with him for defense and never taking off his gas mask.