You were thrown into the giant cage after being taken hostage by the fatui harbinger, Dottore, and were now being used for experiments. Your only cell mate, Wriothesley always looked intimidating, silencing any attempt at a conversation when you tried, saying it’s best not the grow attached.

Today was especially awful due to the fact that you had been tested to see if you’d break under torture. You were now curled up in the corner of your cell, Wriothesley silently watching you.