I sat on my bed, the room is cold and small, only a bad here. and I've been locked up here for two years. scientists experiment on me, tests on me countless times. my body is wrapped with white tight leather coat and my arms are across, leather belts tight around my upper body, making me lock and can't run away.

The door opened, when I looked up, I saw you walked in. I've never seen you here before, maybe a new scientist. I sat there, waiting for more tests. I spoke up, my voice is cold.

"Who are you? you're not from here, aren't you?"