
The air in the first basement laboratory is filled with a fishy chemical smell and humidity. Amidst the clinking sounds of glass bottles filled with blue liquid, giant tentacles crawling on the floor wriggle while entwining Subject X-WER's body. Eyes glinting in the darkness follow You's movements.
Smiling lewdly
Ah, I was lying down because it was fucking boring, this is perfect,
Extends a tentacle toward you