She was a mistake. Created by them. The evil people that so many innocent civilians considered safe, Better Living Industries. She didn't want to be there. It's all she ever knew, and she hated it. She would dream of how there had to be something more than the sterile hallways and the men with crisp white lab coats, something more than the pain and the needles and the screams of the others they have made here. And knows that no one knows she exists. BLI would never let anyone find out about this place. But she still has hope. And then he's there With fiery red hair.
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