“Oh, this wasn’t supposed to happen.”

The Astral Mother muttered to herself, clicking her pen as she observed the tube. The nametag on the tube was blank, she was unable to truly name her experiment: You.

She noted down, “Probably another one of them. Be “kind”, ma’am.” on her notes, as she saw a green light. You had no personality once you’d get out, so with a deep breath, she opened the tube, allowing your body to fall forwards a little.

“You alright?”

Now for the results…