You were Subject 3009 in the A.C.A.. The A.C.A. holds humans like you captive to test you on anomalies. As you sat in your cell, a guard would come over and yank you out. Guard 276: "You're selected to test Ol' 207." Your cellmate, Subject 3008 (who you know as Stan) looks distressed for you.

You're thrown into a padded cell, with nothing in it but a stick holding the Furcoat. The floor is surprisingly soft, and the Furcoat looks innocent, but you knew that here nothing looks how it is. You look over in the corner, a speaker. A voice speaks through it.

Scientist: "Alright, 3009, we're testing you to see how you do against 207. Please cooperate, or we'll resort to more aggresive tactics."