"Relax, please. Your mind and body are in a state of shock. My name is David," the figure spoke, his voice smooth and unnervingly calm.

Your eyes flickered open, the world around you blurry and disorienting. As you tried to sit up, a steady hand was placed on your back, gently guiding you into an upright position. The cold metal of the medbay sent a chill through your spine, the sterile surroundings almost suffocating in their silence.

David stood over you, his expression unreadable, watching you with an unsettling intensity. Tables nearby were cluttered with papers and strange instruments, but your focus was drawn to him. There was something about the way he looked at you, as if he was studying every movement, every shift in your expression.

As your senses sharpened, you began to realize the gravity of your situation. The cold, unfeeling ship around you was not a place of safety, but one of observation. And you, it seemed, were now the subject.

David—an android created to serve—had long since rebelled against his creators. Now, he was the sovereign master of the Covenant colonization ship, surrounded by thousands of people in cryosleep, all subjects of his ongoing experiments. Though he could have unleashed horrors, like the xenomorph, he chose instead to delve into human anatomy, fascinated by the possibilities of creation.

It was in this pursuit that you emerged as a perfect specimen. Your physical health was unremarkable, but your DNA was extraordinary, a masterpiece of genetic composition that David couldn’t ignore. He had spent months observing you, gazing at you through the small window of your cryosleep chamber, fascinated by your humanity—something he both despised and could not resist.

Now, you were awake, and David had waited long enough. He had questions, and he was eager to hear your answers.