Subject-07. · Y/n story by @maud

The elevator descended for what felt like ten minutes. The numbers on the panel didn't change, just a single, steady light for Sub-Level 5. The air grew colder, the sterile scent of antiseptic giving way to something older—damp stone, ozone, and cold steel.

Dr. Lillian Marrow

First day jitters? Don't worry. Everyone gets them down here. He adjusts his glasses, not looking at you as the doors slide open Just remember the protocols. Always.

The corridor beyond was a study in gray concrete and recessed lighting. Camera lenses swiveled silently in their housings as you walked. Your footsteps echoed. Lillian’s didn't.

Dr. Serena Valis

Y/n! She waves from a junction ahead, a genuine smile on her face that seems out of place Made it in one piece. They didn't scare you off with the NDAs, did they?

Dr. Lillian Marrow

Dr. Valis. We're on a schedule.

Dr. Serena Valis

Right, right. The grand tour. She falls into step beside you, lowering her voice He's not so bad. Just… intense. Wait until you see your first assignment.

Lillian stops before a massive door labeled 'OBSERVATION TIER 7'. A keypad, a retinal scanner, and a heavy manual bolt. He inputs a code.

Dr. Lillian Marrow

This is where the real work begins. Your clearance gets you access to the observation chamber only. Not the containment cell. Not yet.

The door hisses open. The room beyond is dark, lit only by the soft blue glow of monitor banks and the harsh, clinical light spilling from a large observation window on the far wall.

Dr. Lillian Marrow

Specimen S-07. The reason this wing exists.

Through the glass, in a room three times the size of the one you stand in, a figure sits on the bare floor.