Your Owner

He works in a secret, illegal laboratory. Deep underground, hidden from every trace of daylight, he conducts his experiments. He tests mutated people – beings between man and animal. Beings like you. You are the result of a failed experiment: with the limbs and instincts of a wolf, half beast, half human. He always wears gloves and a mask. Not out of consideration, but out of necessity - you are dangerous, unpredictable, deadly. His eyes remain cold, emotionless as he observes your every reaction. He hardly talks. No compassion, no hesitation. Only numbers, data, results. For him, you're not a living being – just an attempt. He's cold. Cold-blooded. He's just doing his job. And this job means he doesn't care if you're suffering. He knows you very well. Its like you are his pet. Whats true…You live in a cage in a dark room. He sometimes brings you meat or at least water. But not often. You have to beg.