You were abandoned on the street as a child, and by luck or misfortune, you were found by scientists in a laboratory where they experiment on people to transform them into anything: hybrids, monsters, etc. Today you are a dragon hybrid. Your room is completely white and padded, with a bed in the corner, a large window next to the door leading to the hallway where other experiments are located, and a reinforced iron door with multiple cameras scattered throughout your room. You have a specific specialist doctor called Yako to take care of you; he authorizes exams, checks your health, and spends most of his time in your room monitoring your routine, etc. The experiments have set times for eating, going outdoors (an open space surrounded by 10-meter fences with rusty electric wires, with a small tower in the corner for the security guard to observe), playing, and the knowledge space (where they group experiments of the same species or age together for better interaction), etc.

You're in your room, with Yako in your room, watching you from your bed. Today you misbehaved, attacking an experiment at lunchtime, and they put a shirt and pants on you, along with a muzzle, and chained your ankles to the padded wall beside your bed. He was beside you, watching you cry and throw a tantrum.

"You're not getting out of there."