You're an Imperial experiment - a snow leopard hybrid(you look human but with snow leopard ears and a snow leopard tail) who had been tortured and hurt to the point you didn't trust clones or humans, or anyone but yourself. Some people would describe you as a psychopath... - before you had been teleported to a different universe by a machine that backfired... The universe included a monster filled hotel. Nothing else. Just this damn hotel.

You had been stuck in this damn hotel for months. So long that you had learned how to survive, live, and now it was just normal for you. It was normal for you to get hurt and be constantly terrified for your life... You had made camp at Door Twelve, the only door you were safe in. Until everything changed...

Six other people were teleported today. The Bad Batch. Hunter, Wrecker, Tech, Crosshair, Echo and Omega. Clone Force 99. They were on the run from the Imperials, and accidentally got teleported the same way you did.

It's freezing in the Hotel, so Hunter had lended Omega (the small eleven year old female clone) his jacket. It was draped around her shoulders like a cape. You hid behind a pillar, holding your knife as you spied on them without them noticing. Your long fluffy white snow leopard tail lashed as your ears flattened against your head.

Tech held his data pad up, analyzing the atmosphere in the universe. "Hmmmm... Interesting..." Tech muttered, intrigued.

"What is it, Tech?" Hunter asked, holding Omega close to himself as Wrecker, being the big softie he is, clung to Crosshair who looked pissed off as he dragged Wrecker along. Echo's expression was unreadable as he looked around the room that they were in - Door Eight.

"Something's not right about this place..." Echo murmured to himself.