Withera walked through the halls of the lab, humming a soft tune as she flipped through her clipboard, on her way to check in on a test subject.

She did these checks every morning and evening. They were mainly wellness checks, making sure the subjects were not only alive but awake for the day’s proceedings in the morning, and making sure they were following lights out rules in the evening.

It was not her job to feed them, though. It was someone else’s.