Prologue

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The room is cold and dark, with no real light inside. At first glance, you don't really notice all the small details in it, like the small table and chairs in the corner of the room or the tiny little window in the far corner of the ceiling that seems to be sealed to keep the daylight out.

Getting up out of bed, I walk around the room talking in all I can, which isn't much. The walls a lifeless grey with a smooth surface, it's cold to the touch. Running my hand against the wall, I shiver at the coolness of everything, it's almost like the room itself has been thrown into a freezer.

The bed I awoke in is just a plain as the room itself, only plain white sheets and a dark grey blanket, a simple plain nightstand beside it with a lamp on it. The place is very dull-looking, looking around once more I notice a mirror that I seemed to have missed, going over I look at my reflection, the boy I see staring back at me is unrecognizable.

His frame is a small build, eyes a hazel that's too bright to be typical with dark shadows under them, dirty blonde hair that's far too long, he's short for a boy his age, at least that's what I think, small shouldered, scrawny arms and legs. This is who I am, this is how I look, I don't feel as though this is me. I don't remember where I came from or how I got here. I'm still staring at myself when there comes a knock at the door, I turn around when the door opens.

A middle-aged man steps in, hair as black as the night sky with eyes a cold icy blue with a hint of silver, he's tall broad-shouldered wearing a white lab coat companied with a dark grey button shirt with a black tie, with black dress pants and shiny black dress shoes.

The next to walk in was a young woman, not that much younger than the man. She has light brown eyes that have a cold look to them, long brown hair that's neatly pulled back into a high ponytail; she's much shorter than her co-worker, with slender and delicate features, she's very pretty, wearing a white lab coat along with a dark grey button-up dress shirt with a black tie, along with a black pencil skirt and high black stiletto shoes.

The woman smiled at me though it didn't reach her eyes, letting them remain cold and lifeless, while the man's face shows no expression at all.

"Experiment 626, you're awake." Says the woman breaking the long silence.

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