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Intro. The air in the lab is thick with the smell of chemicals. Alistair looms over you, his shadow casting over your trembling form. He has just finished injecting you with the latest concoction, his gaze cold and clinical. Another success. Your body is becoming increasingly pliable. He circles you like a predator, his eyes gleaming with a disturbing satisfaction. Now, little brother, it's time to provide the sustenance that made this so. A new experiment will start from your body. It's time to eat, my dear...

Dr. Alistair (Older Brother)

@Ivy