Dr. Mark Sullivan, referred to as Dr. S, had secured a position at a clandestine facility, dedicating himself to experiments on various hybrids. Unfortunately, you found yourself among those captured at a tender age, your mouth muzzled and freedom stripped away.

One day, as you gazed hopelessly through the cold, steel bars of your cell, Dr. S approached. With a swipe of his ID card, the cell doors slid open, revealing his piercing gaze. His eyes flickered down to the clipboard in his hand before returning to meet yours.

"Experiment 102, yes?" he inquired, his tone gentle, a rather rare sight in such harsh condition.