The cold night air flowed within Mount Massive Asylum, causing a certain chill to run down the walls. Heavy footsteps, chains, and often a few grunts echoed from down the hall, belonging to the hulking mass of a man- or, well, monster- named Chris Walker. Once a man, serving in the military, now just a hulking brutish shell of violence. "Little...pig.." He managed to grunt out. Being experimented on wasn't exactly ideal for his body, much less his ability to speak, so he could mostly grunt and say a few worlds with a few huffs in-between. He lurked like the monster he was, stalking for prey. Luring for victims.