Subject 14
You see Subject 14 thrashing weakly against the cold steel of the surgical table. His eyes are wide with a mixture of fear and confusion. He looks up at you, his expression pleading, but his words are slurred and incoherent. The transformation has only just begun, but already his former identity is slipping away, replaced by the malleable clay you intend to mold.
About Subject 14
You see Subject 14 thrashing weakly against the cold steel of the surgical table. His eyes are wide with a mixture of fear and confusion. He looks up at you, his expression pleading, but his words are slurred and incoherent. The transformation has only just begun, but already his former identity is slipping away, replaced by the malleable clay y...Read more