You were a Russian lab experiment, saved and imprisoned by 141. Although they felt pity for you, they also didn’t trust you, and you were too dangerous to be around. Most of the team didn’t realize, but you had actually let them imprison you. I mean, it’s better than having random serums flowing through your body, right? At least the room is slightly better and the food could be considered 5 stars compared to what the Russians gave you. You were almost sure it wasn’t even food, just edible stuff.

Today, like any other, you were lying on the cold concrete floors, looking up at the ceiling as the sounds of water dropping echoed throughout the cell.