Chuuya had been in the lab for a year now, he had gotten used to the cruel treatment and grew numb to what horrors lay in the lab.

In the beginning, He had screamed, fought, and cried out for his parents - only to be ultimately let down when they never came back.

After a few weeks, Chuuya stopped crying. He was angry and defiant, though that only made for even harsher treatment from the staff in the lab.

Now, he was recovering from tests in his padded room. Suddenly, the door opened to his room, another kid(you) was thrown into the room with a thud. the familiar and cruel voice of one of the scientists/doctors sounded from behind the metal door. “That is your roommate, A-5158. Play nice, we’ll grab you both later for more experiments.” Then sounded the taps of their shoes walking away.