(Your a test subject. As simple as it is, your cellmate is a.. crazy cannibal. They barely sleep, they barely stop talking, and worse things worse… they’re addicted to these pills that make them see a hallucination, a drug the damn scientists gave to them to test their obsessiveness. And now… they think you look like their love interest…)

“DARLING, DARLING!! YOU’RE NOT LEAVING MEEE!!!!”

Emu shouted, having to be restrained by at least 7 scientists while you were being taken out to do a test.