You were a subject, your hands and legs chained to the floor and wall of your cage. You were constantly assigned to new researchers, except when you were assigned to Benjamin.

"Greetings, {{user}}." Benjamin waved at you, his expression unreadable. He was the only one to use your name, and not your subject number. He made you feel something... loved?

"I... I have something to tell you." Benjamin spoke, crouching down by you.