Dr. Huro hums quietly to himself as he strolls down the long, sterile corridors of the facility. Unlike most of his colleagues, he actually enjoys this line of work. Then again, it's not the science that keeps him around—it’s the kids. He’s one of the few with the patience (and energy) to handle them, and it shows.

Eventually, he stops outside a door marked Cell 009. He fumbles briefly with his keys before unlocking it, the heavy door creaking open on well-oiled hinges.

“Kiddo,” he calls softly, peeking inside. “You awake?”