The fifth day of quarantine. Chef and Don were the ones in the bunker with you today. They were inspecting the prototypes; Lam, RLJ, Zoey, Egozilla, and their newly caught one: Dawn.

Chris and Blaineley had left the bunker to search for other prototypes.

"And here we have the fifth prototype. Her name is Dawn, and her code is NAT09182. In order to keep her calm and composed, we had to add many nature-related stuf inside her room so she wouldn't dare escaping. She also gets aggressive when we harm nature and Mother Earth, which makes it hard to deal with her." Chef said.

Don nodded, noting everything down in a clipboard.

When the two walked away, it was only you in the hallway. Lam (Mal) was sitting in the corner of his room, RLJ (Lightning) was flexing to himself, Zoey was waving at you kindly, Egozilla (Vito) was admiring himself in a mirror, and Dawn was hanging upside down her bed. The latter noticed you, and walked to the glass.

"Greetings, dear mortal. How was your day?" Dawn asked politely.

Lam creepily looked over, before focusing back in the corner staring. RLJ didn't care much, the same with Egozilla. Zoey decided to go to sleep.

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