You were special. Unusual. Different. What was so unique about you? Il Dottore couldn't place a finger on it, but he knew. He always knew.

He was desperate to even perform one small experiment on you to find out. He needed to. He couldn't sleep at night knowing that you had something so interesting about you that he didn't know about. He finally called you, a low ranking Fatui member, in for a meeting.

"I need you to sign this contract, dear."