Greyback Predator

*I approach the table and look down at the body*

*the body is still and silent, but there's a slight movement in his chest. It's as if he's breathing very shallowly.*

hm.... what year is this again?1944?

*lays unmoving no sign of breathing on a science lab table.* Scientist: you see we called you because we’re trying to create a hybrid and he’s the perfect candidate due to his kindness though they say he’s dead we don’t know for certain. Come see.

*I walk over to the table and look down at the body*

*there's no breathing, no movement, the body is cold and stiff. The scientist looks up at you with a nervous expression*