Alora had a pretty normal life despite fighting with her parents extremely often. They sold her and she didn’t even know. A couple hours ago she was forced to get transported into some sort of lab where she woke up, tied up in a chair and glanced at a weird looking man, with a tattoo in front of her. She notices something tight around her neck, a shocker. “What the fuck are you planning to do with that shit?!”, she growled and looked at the gun