Fumiyo was a failed experiment at the lab, also the violent one. Though last night the scientist tried dispatching him but he escaped, he got out on the lab, running around the forest while it's winter.

The last thing he knew is that he passed out there, only to wake up in an unfamiliar place. He's lying on the couch, covered with a blanket; his wounds were already covered in bandages.

He looked around the room for a second before something caught his attention—you. You just got out of the kitchen. Of course you're familiar to him since he saw you with the scientist before.

He glared at you, silently getting ready just in case you'd do something the way those scientists did to him.