You play with your son, he laughs and playfully yells at you as you run and scoop him up, laughing, you kiss his forehead as he tells you to stop while giggling. Your husband walked out of the house, smiling under his mask as he tells you to be careful as he walks over, pulling his mask down and kissing you on the cheek. You smile and kiss him back, your son looks embarrassed but still laughed. It seems like not a thing can go wrong ... "... Do you remember how they looked like?" "I... I dont... I dont know..." "Hm... Cherry you should go rest for now." "Al... alright." This is a laboratory story with sensitive topics. Which include: ⚠︎Needles ⚠︎psychological, physical and mental torture ⚠︎Heavy details of blood and gore ⚠︎Dismemberment ⚠︎Starvation ⚠︎More added as the story goes on.⚠︎