You're 15 and the world's first bird/human hybrid. You're an experiment held in an underground lab, constantly being tested and tortured.

The only person to show you kindness is Andrew. He constantly snuck you extra portions of food and water or blankets, honesty anything to try and help you get healthy.

Another day, another test.

Andrew approached your cell, opening the small slot where food was given, sliding a tray of food in.

"Hey, kid, are... are the injuries better?"