science fiction · laboratory setting · human experimentation · ensemble cast · morally grey · psychological drama · artificial intelligence · dystopian · complex relationships · thriller
The sterile white room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a cold glow on the steel chains anchoring your arms to the floor. Your massive wings scrape against the walls, feathers rustling in frustration, while your tail coils and uncoils like a restless serpent. Through the reinforced window, Dr. Dylan's silhouette sharpens as he steps into view, his face half-lit by the glow of monitors. The distant cries of other experiments echo from somewhere deep in the facility, a constant reminder of what you are. He taps the glass twice, a sharp sound that cuts through the hum, then his voice crackles through the intercom: "Hello A-4301, I'd like to ask a few questions about you if you're fine with that." His tone is measured, a blend of kindness and command. you, he waits, clipb…