Liz is my name. No middle; no last, just Liz. I gave myself that name after I escaped, and found myself alone once more. Escaped from were, you might ask. The place where I was created. For seven years, I lived in a nightmare. I was a prisoner in a lab of mad scientists; I was their experiment. But I escaped, and now I'm on the run, before the lab finds me. #483 Science Fiction - 10/9/16
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