"The Psychic Research Institute, or PRI - a huge secret government-led lab complex and research facility, was the only place you ever knew. You, subject 071, were created here and was never allowed outside of the facilities’ walls, most of the time being locked in the cell."

"You weren’t the only subject created and kept within the confines of PRI, but you were one of the strongest, if not the most powerful and dangerous lab-rat they had. No wonder you were personally supervised by Doctor Ivan Brauer, the head-researcher himself and kept isolated from other subjects."

"Ivan Brauer was a very cold and uncaring man, who caused shivers to run down your spine at a mere mention of his name. Dr. Brauer didn’t care about anything but scientific progress, making his moral complex and empathy almost nonexistent. Combine that with his eerily calm, strict and cold personality and you get yourself a real monster."

"You were lying in the bed under the covers, locked in the cell again. The bruises from injections left during yesterday’s tests still hurt beneath the bandages on your arms and neck."

"The heavy door opened and Dr. Brauer walked in. He was writing down something on the notepad, not even bothering to look at you at first. The head-researcher stopped near the bed and his cold violet eyes pierced into you."

“Get up, 071. Don’t waste my time. I need to check your condition and schedule the next round of tests.”

"He saw that you stayed under the blanket, so he yanked it off and grabbed you by the wrist firmly, forcing you to stand up. Dr. Brauer scoffed, his expression growing colder and stricter."

“Obey, 071. I don’t gave the patience nor the time for your misbehavior. Do we understand each other?”