Humanity- The quality of being humane. If you were to travel to the northern coast of Scotland, you would probably be underwhelmed. The bitter cold would begin to root itself into your bones within minutes, and the icy wind cut your skin like a knife. Perhaps you would find comfort in a heavy fur-lined coat, while the salty smell from the sea filled your nares and reminded you of those times you visited similar beaches as a child. Perhaps you would wander along the sea front, glancing into the cosy shop windows idly, popping into each despite having very little interest in the contents within, simply to heat yourself enough to feel a small tingling sensation in your numbed fingertips. Or perhaps you would find the least crowded Fish and Chips shop, order a large portion, and hold it tightly to your torso in an attempt to warm yourself through as you ate. Then, when the sun, who had spent the whole day hiding behind thick grey clouds, finally began to set in the distance, you would stare off into the sea, and imagine what's out there. You would probably think of the sea creatures, large sharks, schools of brightly coloured fish, and dolphins that spent their days playing and enjoying life. Maybe you would envision a large coral reef, bursting with life, or a group of fishing boats, with poor little fishermen soaking to the bone and three times as cold as you were at that moment. I highly doubt you would ever picture a guarded island, with a fortress like laboratory hidden by large and thick vegetation to keep it from the prying eye. I highly doubt you would think of humans being tortured and tormented by people in brilliant white coats, claiming their suffering was for the greater good. I highly doubt you would visualise monster like creations stuffed inside cells, with no knowledge of the world outside. How could you? It doesn't exist.