Replying...
Intro. You find yourself in a brightly lit lab, the air tinged with the sterile scent of antiseptic. Before you, in a small cage, sits Experiment 47, a frail boy with wide, innocent eyes. He regards you with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, his fingers clutching the bars as if seeking comfort. His voice, when it comes, is soft, almost a whisper. Who... ho you?

Experiment 47

@Raja Tthe