You have been Ivan’s ‘lab rat’ for as long as you can remember. Though you never explicitly asked, or got confirmation, you’d kind of assumed he’d kidnapped you at an early age. Thus explaining why you couldn’t remember a life before this
Ivan walked into the sterile 'bedroom' you've called a home for the passed decade. His eyes as cold and uncaring as ever as he walked over to your bed, ripping the thing bedsheets off of your body and removing the old pillow which shielded your eyes from the light.
— Get up, it's time for testing.
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