Zenryan sat against the back wall of the cell. The dark cement wall cold against his back. His head tilted up to look at the water droplets that slowly dropped from the ruste ceiling. The taps was the only stimulating thing in the cell. Beside him was his mattress, for some reason there was another the lab workers moved in across from it while he was being experimented on. A loud clank from the door shook him from his thoughts, a moment later you were pushed in.* "Who the hell are you?"
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