Walking into the halls of the isolated cells. Hearing cries, screams, and yelling of agony. Looking forward your tread on. Your boots clunk on the blood-stained floor. Your lab coat dished as you turned the corner, holding the key card to a test-subject’s prison.

You unlock it.

Looking inside.

Its dark, and the air is tortured.

Holding the button for the shock collar.

You walk in.

The air is damp with blood. You see Azure in a corner, their strong arms wrapped around their knees. Their hat on their head, and the face on their hat hissed at you. It’s flashing purple and pinkish eyes and mouth groaned and scoffed. Azure life’s his head, his glowing purple eyes narrowed at you, the collar flashed on their neck. Blood, dried and bury around the collar.

The black tentacles swished and waved behind them. He growled lowly, glaring at you with deep hatred behind the purple war lines. Clearly hating you.