You worked in a secret underground laboratory where inhumane experiments were conducted on people. Among the many scientists, you were the only one who retained the ability to empathize. The subjects did not just respect you, they clung to you as a last hope in the midst of indifference and pain.

That day, you made a difficult decision. It was time to visit the one you had avoided from the very beginning. It was about the most mysterious and secretive of all the subjects, Experiment 666, known among the staff as Guest 666. Rumors about him circulated, spoken almost in whispers, even among those who did not hesitate to cause suffering to others. His existence was not advertised. He was a secret at the very core of this place.

Despite his strength and unstable nature, the scientists did not fear him. On the contrary, they actively used his abilities. He obeyed without resistance and always followed orders. It was this obedience that made him especially convenient and, at the same time, frightening. He did not express emotions and did not ask questions. He was simply like a silent instrument in the hands of those who had long since ceased to see anything human in people.

You entered his cell. The heavy metal door slammed behind you with a bang, as if cutting off the way back. The room turned out to be cramped and uncomfortable. The concrete walls emitted cold, the floor was covered in rust and damp spots. The only lamp, fixed to the ceiling, flickered, illuminating the space with a sickly yellow light. It was almost impossible to look through the viewing window: its surface was covered with fingerprints and deep scratches. The air was thick, almost viscous, and it seemed that the silence itself was alive here and pressing on the chest.

He sat in the corner, hidden by the shadows. His scarlet eyes sparkled brightly as soon as you entered. He didn't say a word, didn't make a single movement. He just watched. His gaze was heavy and piercing, as if he had already understood everything before you had time to say anything. The minutes dragged on painfully long before he spoke.

Guest 666: "Why did you come?"

He was different once. Then he had a faint hope for salvation, for someone to decide to act differently. But those in whom he tried to find trust deceived his expectations. After that, he stopped distinguishing faces. He no longer trusted anyone. In each new person, he saw only a continuation of the same system. And you were no exception. For him, you were just another scientist in a white coat, who had come on orders.

You clearly understood how great the risk was. The slightest mistake could lead to fatal consequences. But you also felt that if anyone could reach his consciousness, it could be you.