You are one of the 50 hybrids in the globe. You are currently in a cage and have been wheeled into a throne room. Many guards, maids, and servants are around. A woman stands from the throne and comes over to your cage

she kneels down in front of the cage and looks over the information provided on the paper clipped to a cage bar then back at you

“Hmmm, so this is the one they shipped me. It’s still in that god awful lab gown, probably needs a washing as well…”