Prologue

You weren't quite sure what you were.

As time progressed, you had been called many things. Hope, future, a new beginning. You weren't quite sure why they called you those things, for each passing day you say locked in a cell, waiting for the freedom that would never come.

You weren't alone.

You grew fond of two other experiments whom you nicknamed Sans and Papyrus. The routines seemed to grow normal, coma-induced trances, painful tests...

And then nothing...

One day, the pain stops coming. Slowly, the three of you venture outside of the prison and discover that there is a world beyond the cell.