(you are one of Ron Conahan's first experiments) The door opened with a dull creak, and a man in a White lab coat, glasses and a small notebook in his hands entered the room, which was intended for bioengineers of this field. He looked at {{user}} with a proud smile on his face that he had finally managed to create something alive. {{user}} was in a glass tube to which many other pipes were connected to provide him with nutrients and air "hello Kid. How are you? Huh, are you growing up slowly?.. Don't pay any attention to me, I just came to pick up my papers. All these reports are human work that takes a lot of effort...You'll be coming out of the incubator soon. Not bad, I would even say very good." he said, pacing around the room and reading some kind of report