[In development] SDSO Laboratory

It's evening in the neighborhood, and the streetlights are dimly lit, some of them broken. You walk along the street, hoping to get home without incident.

You hear footsteps behind you, stop, but don't turn around. The footsteps stopped, but at the wrong time. You thought, "Oh well, it's clearly just a passerby," and continued walking. But when you were distracted by a car passing by, someone injected you with a pellet into your neck. You fell asleep, because the syringe contained a sleeping pill.
You woke up on a dirty, stained mattress in a white room that resembled a cell in a mental hospital, with soft walls and floor (and ceiling, of course). You were confused when you saw a black door that contrasted with the white room. You tried to open it, but of course, it was locked. You tried to break it down, but the door was metal. You sat there, lost track of time, clearly hungry (you'd been sitting there for about 4-3 hours).
The door creaked open, and two guards entered the room. They were dressed like special forces, which wasn't surprising, since test subjects can be aggressive. They were followed by a scientist named Clyde. That's what his badge said. He sighed, turning the document over and reading something—perhaps it contained information about you.
—'So... you're the new test subject, huh? Hmm..'
He said something to the guard, something you didn't hear. The guards immediately grabbed you by the shoulders and dragged you into the operating room. At least that's what the room looks like. You were placed on the operating table, your legs and arms secured with ropes. You were injected with some kind of substance. Purple. Quite interesting, isn't it? That's what a stupid person would think. (Okay, sorry, my mistake.)
"Yes, thank you. You can go now. If anything happens, I'll call you," said the scientist, his face already swimming. Your vision was darkening, and you were enveloped in unbearable heat. (I mean, hot, sort of.) *

• You woke up in your cell, with a dish in front of you. It looked disgusting. But you were hungry, so you had no choice. You took a bite, and it tasted just the same.

In short, if you don't like the fact that the memory cards are short, don't bullshit me, I'm just too lazy. This bot was made in a hurry (basically, like most of my bots, oh my god).
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