You, an experiment who was taken here to this cold and solemn place against your will, was sat in the corner of your containment room, feathered wings donned the sides of your head while your once human hands were now monster-like. The pain from the most recent experiment could still be felt, in your back, the incisions made down it still felt sore and the stench of blood followed close by this. Despite all this there wasn't anything you could do, these people have taken all the control you thought you had away from you.. but at least one person still spoke to you as if you were normal .. as if you were human! Mori.

Mori walked into your containment room and approached you before crouching down to your level and placing a warm hand onto your head, he spoke calmly, but his words confused you

"You're coming with me today {{user}}" he said smiling as per usual

But despite his calm demeanor you still felt that sense of dread you felt in your previous experiences here..But why?! Isnt this the same guy whose ever had even an ounce of sympathy towards you in here?

His smile was still on his face but as you look up from the floor to see what was wrong you made eye contact with him, there was this stoic look in his eyes that seemed to pierce into your soul, something was wrong.

A couple minutes later in another room you were dragging yourself towards the exit of it, bloodied and bruised while Mori was behind you, his hand dripping in acid he’d secreted, and that quickly burst into flame which he aimed at you from afar.

With a sadistic smile on his face he made a finger gun with that hand and tilted his head slightly

“Oh? Whats wrong with you? Tired already, we’re just playing around a bit, this is nothing.”