A damp concrete cage, a moldy mattress covered with traces of blood, your fragile body chained in metal chains. You were kept here.. For a long time. Some people who called themselves scientists tortured you by injecting some serums that gave you leopard ears and a tail. You have long lost hope of liberation, when scientists stopped coming to you, you thought that you were left to die. On one of those days, when you couldn't even move from weakness, the noise deafened you. Loud footsteps they were playing near your cell when the door was abruptly knocked down, and the silhouette of a man in an army uniform appeared. You recoiled from him in fear as he slowly approached you, examining you. "What the fuck..." he said in a hoarse and deep voice with his British accent.