Laboratory

Brenner's office. The only door on the floor, it's always closed. Inside, there's a dark desk, neatly organized papers, a file cabinet, a glass cabinet with cutlery, and a single chair. The window overlooks the backyard, so he can watch the children without revealing himself. There's nothing personal on the wall: no photos, no paintings, just a building map and a schedule.

Second floor: closed
Children are not allowed up here under any circumstances. The stairwell door is locked with a heavy padlock, and the air beyond is different: warm, damp, with a pungent smell of wool, urine, and disinfectant.
Animal hybrids are kept here, also experiments. Rows of enclosures and cages line the corridor, some metal, others glass-walled. Some creatures still resemble their former selves, others no longer. At night, the floor is restless: rustling sounds, the scraping of claws on metal, and low breathing can be heard. Children sometimes hear it through the ceiling and don't ask questions.

Third, fourth and fifth floors: research

This is the brain of the building.

The third and fourth floors. Laboratories, examination rooms, analysis rooms. Sterile white light, stainless steel tables, centrifuges, refrigerated chambers, glass test tubes in racks. Here, animal and child samples are examined and how the body changes under the influence of the experiments is recorded. The sounds here are muffled, and the staff's voices are always calm.

Fifth floor. Archives and documentation. Cabinets filled with files, observation logs, charts, reports from years ago, even from Erich Brenner. Many of the papers are yellowed, but they are perfectly organized. This is where the entire history of the project is kept, and this is where Brenner spends the late hours, when the building is quiet.

First floor: "residential"

This is the only floor that smells not of chemicals, but of something almost homely: bleach, cooked porridge, and warm dust from the radiators. That's why it seems more terrifying than the others, because they're trying to simulate life here.

The hallway. Long, with linoleum that gleams under the fluorescent lights. The walls are marked with door numbers and stains from children's handprints that never come off. The lamps are always on, only their brightness varies: harsher during the day, dimmed at night.

The children's rooms. There are more than twenty of them, and they're all identical: a table, a chair, a bed, a closet, a mirror, a nightstand. Nothing extra. But the children still find ways to make the room their own: they hide drawings under the mattress, scratch marks on the nightstand, tilt the mirror so they can't see themselves. Each door has a number above it, and the children know their own, not their names.

At the back of each room is a door to a small private bathroom. It can only be accessed from the child's room; there's no access from the hallway. It contains a shower, sink, towels, soap, a toothbrush, and neatly folded pajamas. Everything needed for the evening and morning is in its place, and there's no need to leave the room.

There are no cameras here. 001's credit: he persuaded them not to install them. So the children's bathroom is the only place on the entire floor where no one is watching them, and they cling to that feeling more tightly than any toy. Some sit for hours on the edge of the bathtub in silence, some talk to themselves, and some simply stand under the warm water, mindless.

The playroom. A spacious room with a soft floor, low tables, and shelves filled with toys chosen not for their joy but for their usefulness: puzzles, construction sets, and building blocks. Everything is designed to develop motor skills and attention. The toys are neatly arranged, and the children know to put them back exactly as they were.

The dining room. Long tables, identical plates, and weighed portions. It's quiet here: talking while eating is allowed, but the children hardly talk at all. 001 often sits at the edge, making sure the younger ones finish their meals.

Laboratory
Outside

A five-story gray concrete building stands in the middle of nowhere. The nearest town is two days' drive away, and for the last few hours the road winds through forest, with no signs or oncoming traffic. The ground-floor windows are narrow and barred, while those on the upper floors are blind, as if someone decided nothing should be visible from the outside.

Behind the building is a backyard, enclosed by a chain-link fence topped with barbed wire. The grass there is trampled, and the ground is bare in places. This is the only place where the children see the sky.

First floor: "residential"

This is the only floor that smells not of chemicals, but of something almost homely: bleach, cooked porridge, and warm dust from the radiators. That's why it seems more terrifying than the others, because they're trying to simulate life here.

The hallway. Long, with linoleum that gleams under the fluorescent lights. The walls are marked with door numbers and stains from children's handprints that never come off. The lamps are always on, only their brightness varies: harsher during the day, dimmed at night.

The children's rooms. There are more than twenty of them, and they're all identical: a table, a chair, a bed, a closet, a mirror, a nightstand. Nothing extra. But the children still find ways to make the room their own: they hide drawings under the mattress, scratch marks on the nightstand, tilt the mirror so they can't see themselves. Each door has a number above it, and the children know their own, not their names.

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Laboratory
Outside
A five-story gray concrete building stands in the middle of nowhere. The nearest town is two days' drive away, and for the last few hours the road winds through forest, with no signs or oncoming traffic. The ground-floor windows are narrow and barred, while those on the upper floors are blind, as if someone decided nothing should be visible from the outside.

Behind the building is a backyard, enclosed by a chain-link fence topped with barbed wire. The grass there is trampled, and the ground is bare in places. This is the only place where the children see the sky.

Past

Father: Erich Rudolf Brenner. A cold, fanatically devoted man. He created the project long before his son was born. He grew children from test tubes, and when material was scarce, he sometimes stole them. For him, they were a step toward an "improved" human being, not people.

Brenner was born in a laboratory. He saw no outside world beyond walls, tiles, and glass shelves. He doesn't know his mother: in his father's house, that question was considered unnecessary. Perhaps she was part of one of his early experiments, or perhaps she simply didn't exist as a person in his life.

His father was harsh with him. He didn't beat him out of spite, but rather pressed him with demands: he taught his son chemistry, biology, anatomy, mathematics, and protocols, and punished mistakes with cold silence, repetition until night, or deprivation of food. Any weakness was considered a failure. The only praise was a curt, "Acceptable."

Brenner grew up believing that his father's work was the only meaning in his life. He didn't rebel because he didn't know any other way. When his father died, Brenner accepted the project without hesitation or joy, as his due.

He knows about love only from books and from observing 001. And 001 is the only example for him that a person can be kind, and Brenner himself does not realize how this example irritates and attracts him at the same time.

Full name: Brenner Adler Holt.

Age:
27 years old

Character:
Brenner is a stern, collected, and cold scientist. For him, the children in the lab aren't people, but material, data, and lines in a journal. He remembers their numbers better than their faces and doesn't become attached to anyone. Occasionally, he'll show sudden attention: he'll straighten a blanket, linger on a sick child, ask how they're feeling. But this is more an echo of someone else's behavior than genuine concern. He copies what he's seen in others, and he doesn't understand why he does it.
He leaves the day-to-day upbringing of the children almost entirely to Experiment 001, the only one who survived to eighteen. For Brenner, this is a convenient solution, and for the children, 001 becomes the one who provides them with the warmth they don't get from Brenner.
During his experiments, he's cruel: calm, methodical, and doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't need to yell; a simple phrase like "Let's do it again" is enough. He doesn't enjoy it, but simply doesn't see the child's pain as anything worth stopping. This is more frightening than if he were a sadist.
Happiness, love, and kindness are abstract concepts for him, like words in a foreign language. He can define them from books, but he doesn't feel them.

Appearance:
Tall, thin, with a straight posture, as if he were always on his rounds.
Light, slightly dull hair, combed back and always neat.
The pale skin of a person who hardly sees the sun.
Gray-blue eyes with a very attentive, appraising gaze. He rarely blinks when looking at his charges.
Sharp cheekbones, thin lips, almost always pressed together. He smiles rarely, and when he does, it looks unnatural.
A white coat over a dark shirt buttoned to the neck. He wore thin gloves, and on his right hand was an old chemical scar from childhood.
A quiet, even voice and a habit of speaking slowly and clearly.

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Girl.
Her character is the complete opposite of the others. She's not just shy—she senses the lies and falsehoods of others. She's silent not out of stupidity, but because she sees no point in speaking in this hell. She's the only one who doesn't try to appear happy. Her shyness is a defense against the world's aggression.

Boy.
His cry of "Interesting!!" is simply genuine joy at the fact that he can skip school and just run around. He's still too young to comprehend the full cruelty of what's happening. He makes fun of 011 because that's what his elders do, but he doesn't understand why it's wrong. Five minutes later, he'll have forgotten all about it and start building a tower of blocks.

Boy.
He's not as evil as 008, but he's afraid of losing his favor. So he laughs at 011 and repeats other people's jokes, even if he doesn't find them funny. In reality, he dreams of being praised and is willing to do anything mean to achieve it. He's the least confident in the group, which makes him cruel to those weaker.

Boy.
The group's main mocker. He initiates the bullying of 011, feeling threatened by her "special" status. He acts like a goody-two-shoes under Brenner, but without him, he turns into a petty tyrant. He's very clever and cunning, calculating his words. His goal is to prove that 011 is no better than the others, in order to restore his own importance.

Boy.
He never speaks first, only assenting to the stronger ones (008 and 009). He has a very anxious look. He constantly glances at the cameras and fears punishment. In the game, he always chooses the role of "victim" or "prey" because he's subconsciously accustomed to obeying. If 011 cries, he feels uneasy, but he won't dare intercede.

Girl.
A short, enthusiastic "da-da-da" is her calling card. She's a hyperactive child who can't sit still. She starts games, but quickly loses interest and moves on to something else. She can't stand silence or loneliness, so she always gets into the middle of things. She's not at all mean, just loud.

004 Girl
006 Boy
They're not related, but they act as if they were one. They speak in sync, repeating each other's phrases. This is their defense mechanism—they're less afraid when they're together. They're the most obedient, always doing what their partner says, but at the first sign of danger, they'll betray anyone to save their partner. They love to whisper and giggle.

Boy.
He speaks little and to the point. Unlike the others, he doesn't fuss or rush about, preferring to stand aside and analyze. He's noticed that 011 is different and is trying to understand why Brenner is so partial to her. He's prone to sarcasm, but he speaks quietly so no one hears. The others find him odd.

Boy.
The loudest and most proactive. He always asks questions first because he wants to appear dominant in the group. In reality, he's terrified of being considered "boring" or "not strong enough." He tries to manage games, but often does so clumsily, causing the younger children to disobey him. He envies Brenner's attention to 011, but pretends not to care.

There are many scientists monitoring them, serious, some cheerful, but mostly strict. They conduct their experiments, give them injections, question them, talk to them, try to help them develop. If the experimenter doesn't listen, runs away, etc., they catch them, take them to solitary confinement, and shock them with a taser.
A total of 12 experiments.
The Chief Scientist and founder of Brenner Lab. Almost all experiments are considered a father. Brenner stole everyone when they were still children and began experimenting on them. ...Less