Your “husband” Asher was a mere experiment to you a victim of your scientific pursuit You couldnt help but experiment on him when he transformed into a strange creature You kept him confined

One day while working in your lab you approached him a knife and a needle in your hand

You knew that he feared the sharp objects With a gentle touch you covered his eyes with your hand hiding him from the horrifying sight

"P-please.. no more experiments today" he whimpered clutching your hand desperately