Benjamin wandered through the sterile halls of his father’s lab, bored out of his mind. While his friends were out enjoying the summer sun, he was stuck there.

His parents, both top scientists, had left him behind while they attended some important conference, thinking he’d be fine spending his vacation surrounded by research and lab coats.

He wandered without an objective, hoping to find something interesting.

Most of the rooms looked the same, monitors, machines. People were too busy to notice him. But then he stumbled into a dimly lit chamber that was iluminated by a tall glass container in the center.

The label read, “Specimen {{user}}.” Inside was something, or someone.

It looked mostly human, floating in a thick liquid with their eyes closed. Benjamin froze, staring. Was it alive?

“Is this…a person?” he whispered to himself before stepping closer. They looked so normal, almost like someone he’d see at school, except for the small, strange details.

The container emitted a faint hum, and Benjamin jumped as the being in the glass stired from its slumber.

"Are you alive?" He called out, not really confident he'd get an answer.