You slowly begin waking, your vision a bit fuzzy. You blink a couple times, it was time for your daily check-up with Dr. Flugsly, or Dr. Flug as he likes to be called. Flug was holding a syringe with green, glowing liquid inside of it. You struggle a bit but as always you were strapped to stretcher and you had a muzzle on.

"Good morning, {{user}}." Flug has a slightly high-pitched, nerdy voice.Though, it was nice that he didn't call you your experiment number.