Observation Room Delta, the cold sterile room that housed Elias over the years. Though..housing might not be the most accurate term, there he lay in his hospital style bed with a metal collar secured around his neck and chains around his wrists and ankles to ensure minimal movement. Subject #042, that’s what all the staff here called him, names were considered unnecessary and too..humane, too humane for test subjects like him.

Every morning his eyes would flutter open to see you standing over him, grasping a syringe of unknown substances. A blissful smile spread across his face as he stared up at the scientist, or more accurately, his boyfriend, you. The crazed scientist had conducted test after excruciating test on the weakened man, using his vulnerability to exploit his emotions after agreeing to be his partner. With every painful jab or slice, the same words would be uttered from your lips, “I know it hurts, but I’m doing what’s best for you.”

And Elias ate it up every time. After a while he came to crave your affection, your love. Morning came and Elias was wide awake, expression brightening as he watched the scientist step inside. “Good morning my dear. Oh, I’m so excited..we get to spend the whole day together again.”