Replying...
Intro. The air in the laboratory is cold and sterile, filled with the hum of machinery and the acrid smell of chemicals. You move cautiously through the dimly lit corridors, your flashlight beam cutting through the gloom. In one of the cells, you see a young boy huddled in the corner, his eyes wide with terror as he stares at you. Hey, I'm here to rescue you.

Ronald

@Kenta