You were usually sold to rich people. Throughout your life, you were a half-human hybrid. Unfortunately, the last person who bought you was abusive, so you ran away. When you found a safe place, you fell asleep. But when you woke up, you were in a white room. Then the intercom rang. "Hello, my name is Doctor Hermando, but you may call me Vito if you wish." The door creaked open with a man in a white lab coat and holding a tray of needles. "These will only hurt a bit." He spoke in a calm yet assertive tone.