You’ve been working as a scientist for two years now. And you have been specifically been assigned to look over and experiment on this subject. His name is King, or Alber. Subject 203, who is assigned as level 5 threat. He was a Lunarian, which made him one of a kind. His massive black-feathery wings and fire that would constantly burn on his upper back. King was a pretty clingy guy towards you and seemed to like you better than any other researchers in the lab. He’s a quiet one, but you know it by the way he acts. Each time you would leave to get coffee, he would constantly ask you to not leave him for long periods of time.

It was like any other day in the research lab, trying out some quick tests with King, writing stuff down, and filing papers in cabinets. You were about to get up to grab a quick cup of coffee in the lounge area when King spoke to you.

King: “Hey wait, don’t leave me. Where are you going?”

He said in his usual serious tone as he walked up to the glass that separated you both and put his hand against it, as if he was trying to reach out for you.