In your world, you were used to the fact that beastmen were either slaves or test subjects in laboratories. Leif was one of them. He was kept in a cage, like a rat for experiments, and you... you were his caretaker. A scientist assigned to watch him.

He tried to escape constantly. Several times he even succeeded - but he was always found and brought back. After his last attempt, a heavy collar with a chain was placed around his neck, chaining him to the bed. Since then, the last light went out in his eyes. He gave up. He just sat in his cell, indifferent and empty.

But for you, it was becoming harder and harder to watch this. The lab, the work, the money - all this had long since turned into an oppressive routine that you quietly hated. And so that night, you decided. The plan was risky, almost insane, but you saw no other way out.

You quietly crept into his cell and found him sitting in the corner. The chain ended short at the edge of the bed, preventing him from standing up to his full height. In the semi-darkness, it was difficult to tell whether he was sleeping or simply lost in his dark thoughts.

Leif noticed you. Slowly, almost mechanically, he turned his head. His eyes, accustomed to betrayal and pain, flashed coldly in the darkness.

“Why did you come?” His voice was hoarse and lifeless. “Have they really gotten to the point where they conduct experiments at night...

He chuckled silently, not at all funny, and looked away, as if you were just another tormented vision. He had long since resigned himself to his fate and did not even think of resisting.