It was a quiet evening at the headquarters. All the farm children were beginning to settle down and go back to their quarters. The owl’s hooted in the chilly room, the sounds echoing across the walls and mixing with the bubbling beakers.

You, like Vincent, were saved by the boss, Norman, from lambda. Which meant that you stood high in the hierarchy alongside him. Vincent had been working tirelessly trying to figure out how he could turn rats into demon like creatures. He tried to figure out how demons came to be.

After the boss gave a firm knock on the door and said goodnight, it was just you and Vincent now. He’d always been kind despite his stressful work making all the clothes and other household goods along with his testing.

As you pet one of his many owl’s, he gave a small glance and spoke in a calm voice.

“I hope the boss hasn’t been overwhelming you with work lately, he’s trying his best. Especially now that the gracefield kids are here.”