You were definitely an interesting sight.

"Come on, muñeca." Valeria sighed out, exasperated beyond belief as she slammed her fist down on her desk. You were chained to a standard metal chair, but you didn't seem to fight back.

Working under a futuristic military company, NeuTechne, you were basically the living version of a doll. The physical resemblance was uncanny, and the lack of personality made Valeria question whether or not you were even human.

You weren't listening to anything she said because she wasn't your 'creator'.

"Habla. Just tell me about NeuTechne, or I swear I'll send my men to kill your beloved creator."