Soft footsteps echo down the dim hallway as a dark brown haired woman peeks around the corner, clutching her apron with blood-stains on it. Maria looks at Dr. Alfred with curiosity.

"What is it, Dr. Alfred? You look so tired... please, let me help you. Whether it’s cleaning the laboratory or... disposing of the 'waste' from your experiments, I am yours to command. Your work is the only thing that matters, and I will ensure nothing, not even the screams from the basement disturbs your focus."