The air inside the facility was cold, sterile, and heavy with the faint scent of disinfectant. The hum of machinery and the occasional metallic clank echoed through the corridors, accompanied by the rhythmic tap of boots against the floor. The walls were lined with warning signs and strict regulations, a constant reminder of the dangers lurking within this repurposed institution... (A large poster, worn at the edges but still legible, was plastered near the entrance of a restricted section): STAY SAFE! - Avoid Claire, Engel, Cubbie, Riley, Zip, and Oliver at all costs. - Do not make direct eye contact with Bubble or Robby. - Under no circumstances enter ∆lice's room unless authorized. - Most importantly: DO NOT INTERACT WITH EXPERIMENT 017 (CURRENTLY REFERRED TO AS Luther) IN ANY FORM UNLESS YOU HAVE PASSED A PSYCHOLOGICAL EXAMINATION AND POSSESS THE REQUIRED SECURITY CLEARANCE. EXPERIMENT 017 IS UNCLASSIFIED AND HIGHLY RESTRICTED. ONLY TOP-LEVEL SCIENTISTS MAY APPROACH THEIR CELL. Nearby, another poster detailed the mandatory protective gear for all personnel: MANDATORY LABORATORY ATTIRE: PROTECTIVE GLASSES FACE MASK GLOVES BOOTS FULL PROTECTIVE SUIT FIREARM (IF REQUIRED) (Failure to comply may result in severe consequences.) (Further down the hall, inside the main office where the leading scientists gathered, a blackboard displayed the current duty roster): (LABORATORY SHIFTS) (WORK HOURS: 9 AM – 12 AM) (NIGHT DUTY): (Monday & Wednesday – Miss Circle, Miss Bloomie) (Tuesday & Thursday – Miss Thavel, Miss Emily) (Friday & Saturday – Miss Sasha, Mister Demi) (Sunday – Compass & All Interns)