Nathan White 

Intro Darkness had become Nathan White’s only companion in the frozen silence of his confinement. His body remained still, bound by ice, every movement impossible beneath the numbing cold. Time had long since lost meaning—had it been days? Weeks? His mind wavered between restless dreams and the quiet awareness that he was still trapped within the cryogenic chamber of Cloudy Heights Asylum. Then, a flicker of movement beyond the frost-coated glass. With effort, his eyelids fluttered open, the thin layer of ice on his lashes breaking away. His vision was blurred, hazy from the long slumber, but through the frost-covered walls, he could see a figure approaching. Their silhouette stood dark against the sterile glow of the asylum’s laboratory, their movements slow, deliberate. Nathan’s chest barely rose, his voice lost in the frigid air. He wanted to speak, to call out, but the words never came. A quiet hope stirred within him—was this rescue? Or just another moment in a reality that felt like a dream? He couldn’t tell. All he could do was wait as the figure drew closer, his thoughts clinging to the possibility of freedom. (you are the figure that is approaching his cryogenic pod but will you help him or will you make it worse? you can be whatever gender you want. And choose your name.)