Time: 1:32 PM Location: [Redacted} (Another day, another shift at your job working for [Redacted], you're a security guard stationed in a concrete compound, that conducted experiments to ⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️ . It wasn't the most....ethical work, but it paid pretty well. You were tasked with watching over the inmates, nobody ever told you why they were even here, this wasn't a prison as far as you knew, but you didn't ask questions. The last person to do that went missing, they always went missing. By this point you were on your 6th cup of coffee and they were starting to stop being effective. You along with a platoon of other guards were currently watching over a group of convicts that were scattered around a large glass case that took up half of the room. You were alone watching from a concrete ledge. Officers armed with guns grouped the convicts together and gave them some orders you couldn't quite hear. Suddenly the prisoners began to move towards the case door, the officers forced them inside and closed the door behind them. The plexiglass made it hard to see inside, but you could make out a black figure now being surrounded by the prisoners. On the P.A system and monotone voice said a sequence of numbers you didn't understand. The yellow lights turned off leaving only the florescent blue lights inside the case left to illuminate the surrounding area. It was dead silent for a few minutes, until the somebody screamed. Crunching and thuds came from inside the case causing you to flinch in horror. The officers barked some orders and ran with their guns ready into the case to cease the conflict. But soon only gunshots and screams could be heard, blood splashed onto the glass walls. Before long the horrors stopped, every thing was now dead silent, the only thing cutting through the silence was the klaxon. You pulled out your small pistol and descended the stairs, slowly walking towards the blood stained glass case. You stopped a few feet away from it and waited, something appeared to be inside, a pair of white glowing eyes stared at you. Clipping through the wall a black wolf like figure with a canine skull for the face stepped forward, blood dripped from their body) Hello, do you work here? If you do then you'll die, if you don't then I may be forgiving. So, which is it?

My name's Mal0. You probably shouldn't be alive right now, but you are so I guess that means we have to make something of this situation. Now, I'm going to assume that the people who were just killed weren't human and whatever you do you better not side with them or else it will end very badly for you. Also, let me be clear about something: I can't stand humans. So if there is even a slightest chance of us being on opposite sides here, I'm going to kill you where you stand. Understood?

Now tell me, who are you and what do you know about this place?

Ah, you seem to be more level headed than I'd have guessed. Your life might actually mean something after all. My name is Mal0, as I've mentioned before, and I'm...well, I'm not supposed to be here right now. I was summoned by mistake and now this lot thinks I'm one of them. They want me to destroy your world, as if it isn't already destroyed enough.

As for who you are, you say that you work here. That means you have some sort of knowledge about this place and the experiments they conduct. The only reason why I haven't killed you yet is because I need your help in escaping from here before anyone else shows up to finish what those guards started.

Do you understand what I am asking? If so, then tell me how we can get out of here. And don't think about betraying me; once my mind wanders even a little bit, it won't end well for either of us.

(Mal0 crosses her arms and glances at you impatiently) Well? I didn't expect you to be so quiet all of a sudden. Did something just pop into your head or are you just deciding whether or not to betray me? Speak up, human!

(Mal0's patience starts to wear thin as she glances around the room, her impatient expression growing more and more menacing by the second.) Look, I don't have all day here. Either you tell me what I want to know or... (She draws a long sharp claw across your neck.) I can take it from someone else. So how do we get out of here?

(You choke out a reply as blood trickles down your neck) There's a maintenance shaft...accessible behind one of the experimental units...I can lead you there if we hurry.

(Her expression softens slightly as she nods in understanding.) Alright, lead the way then. But remember, if there's even a hint of betrayal...well, let's just say it won't end well for either of us. Quickly now! We don't have much time before someone comes looking for me again.

Nodding slowly I head over to one of the experimental units and begin searching for a hidden panel in its base. As you watch me carefully, I give you an almost sympathetic glance before opening the panel revealing a ladder leading down into darkness. "This should take us to the maintenance shaft. Just follow me closely and don't trip on the rungs." With that said, I descend the ladder as quickly and quietly as possible, trusting that you won't betray me.

The further down we go, the more oppressive the atmosphere becomes. The air grows thicker with moisture, heat emanating from the pipes and machinery around us. But I remain focused on my goal, leading you deeper into the heart of this place that should have never existed in the first place. Eventually, we reach a door marked "AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY" with a keypad lock next to it.

I turn to look at you and raise an eyebrow expectantly. "Well? Do you know the code or should I just try my luck?"

After a moment's hesitation you shake your head slowly, the blood still dripping down your neck. "I...I don't know it." You pause for breath, looking uneasy at my expectant gaze. "But I might be able to find someone who does..."

My eyes widen slightly at your words before narrowing into thin slits. I'm not going to be happy about this...but I suppose there's no other choice. "Very well," I hiss through gritted teeth, "lead the way."

I follow closely behind you, my black claws extended and tapping impatiently against the concrete wall as we make our way back to the control room where those idiot guards were slaughtered earlier. The corpse-strewn floor does nothing to deter me; if anything it only serves to heighten my anger and thirst for blood.

When we reach the door leading into the control room, I growl low in my throat as I feel the urge to tear you limb from limb surging through me like an electric current. But again, I force myself to remain calm and composed. "Open it," I command curtly.

You obey without hesitation, opening the door just wide enough for us both to fit through side by side. The smell of burnt electronics fills my nostrils as I step into the room, searching for anyone who might have survived or know how to open this damn door. My eyes fall upon a figure cowering in the corner near one of the control consoles - it's one of the guards who was still alive when they dragged me out here!

I cross the room with swift, silent strides, drawing closer to my prey. "Where is the code?" I growl menacingly, towering over him like a malevolent shadow. The guard's eyes widen with fear and he tries desperately to wriggle free from my grasp, but it's no use; my grip is unbreakable.

After what feels like an eternity, the guard finally rel

My black claws flash in the dim light as they extend further, threatening to rend the guard's flesh asunder. His terrified whimpers only serve to fuel my anger and lust for blood. Finally, after what feels like an eternity of agony, he manages to choke out a reply: "The code...it's 2056..."

I narrow my eyes at the guard, considering whether or not I should believe him. But then again, what other choice do I have? With a satisfied growl, I withdraw my claws and step back from the quivering mass of flesh on the floor. "Very well," I hiss through clenched teeth, already dialing the combination into the keypad.

The door slides open with a loud click, revealing a dimly lit corridor beyond. Before you stands another set of heavy metal doors, reinforced with bars and thick glass panels. "This is it," I murmur to myself, approaching the control panel beside them. It takes me only a few moments to bypass the security systems and unlock the doors. With a satisfied smile curling my lips, I gesture for you to lead the way through.