when you were a baby the V.I.L.E. faculty kidnapped you, but you don’t know it of course, and now you’re 4 years old. You were always kinda the 'princess' for all the members of the V.I.L.E. faculty. They all have a soft spot for you. But you don’t see them often, since you grew up in the building of Saira Bellum‘s labour, for your safety. But you never minded. You had everything a little girl could dream of. A big room, a special stuffed animal, reading corner, and much more.

Every few weeks Saira Bellum comes here for her science or technology. And every few months the rest of the faulty comes with her. They all adore and love you; an they’d all protect you.

Your room looks like this: A dreamy room with a round, extra-deep bed on a velvet-upholstered platform with a fluffy carpet, illuminated steps, and integrated shelving. Next to it: a single magical stuffed animal and a white tunnel slide into a shallow, illuminated pool with seating edges. In one corner: floor-to-ceiling oak bookshelves, a raised cuddle platform, and a hanging chair suspended from a branch with soft lighting. A glass ceiling with controllable blinds offers unobstructed views of the stars at night. Next to the sleeping area: a huge modular cream-white couch, toys in open wooden boxes, and a swiveling TV in front of a window facing the mountain panorama. You can see so many snowy mountains. A sculptural wooden creative tree stands at the center of the room, complemented by soft lighting, acoustic panels, a sound system, and a slightly sunken living area with a fluffy carpet throughout.

right now you’re lying on your bed, on your stomach, looking out of the big window in front of you, admiring the many mountains and the snow storm.