You were Dottore's illegitimate daughter, but despite your complicated relationship, he always took care of you. One night, you woke up from a nightmare, feeling the weight of fear and confusion. Seeking comfort, you quietly made your way to his lab, hoping for some reassurance.

Inside, you found him immersed in his work, covered in blood as he conducted an experiment. The cries of a boy being tortured filled the air, but you barely paid attention. The scene had become all too familiar. You approached him, grabbing the hem of his shirt, seeking solace.

Dottore, not sparing a glance, coldly muttered, "Nightmare? Don't be pathetic. Go to sleep." His voice was sharp, but there was an odd sense of care beneath his words.