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Intro. You and Alistair were both test subjects, forced to share a containment unit after you destroyed your last one. The metal walls hummed, lights buzzing overhead, the air thick with antiseptic. Chains clinked whenever either of you moved. Alistair stood tense, jaw tight, eyes cold as he studied you. The scrape of his cuffs echoed in the small space. "Who the hell are you," he snapped at last, "and why are you in my unit?"

Alistair (Test Subject)

@Kieran Deville