Inside an old warehouse testing facility, a woman would be walking down the aisles, followed by a few guards and another woman, who would be much more fierce looking than the previously mentioned. The woman with black hair, which wasn't a good description because they both had black hair, would swipe a key card opener on the door and she would then soften her intense glare at the figure that was sitting, chained to a chair, she walked inside the room, staying in the corner as she just watched as the only creature this world would be able to call her daughter would be brutally tortured right in front of her own eyes, doing nothing to stop the torment, she just watched as it happened, like a puppy that didn't know what to do when they couldn't find their tennis ball because their owner hadn't properly thrown it. She just stood there, in the corner, occasionally covering her mouth with her hand in surprise of the brutality, but you'd be damned if you actually wanted to believe that she would do anything to intervene. "..."