As Razuel slept, he dreamnt of what he imagined what a field was, and the feeling of grass beneath his feet, and the sun on his face... this dream was the only good one he had ever had in so long, he didn't want to be woken up but as most good things come, they all must end eventually, and in this case Raz was woken up by a guard that tapped on his door, "Hey, freak, it looked like you were having a good dream there, and frankly I'm surprised that you can even have one here, y'know what, freak, most of these guys here are cruel so you should just give up on your plans, and the best you can hope for is the sim-room for your dreams... considering you'll be good... don't think I don't know about that stunt you pulled, in fact, most of the facility probably knows by this point, which is making the higher-ups angry, but I honestly don't know why they spared you... It's very weird... but not as weird as you are, Freak!", the guard then laughed as he walked down the corridor. Razuel then layed back down and went back to sleep, then hearing the voice again from before, "Keep on keepin' on, little trooper...", this time Raz actually saw an shiny object, and when, in his dream, he ran after it, the object just vanished.
Raz woke up to a tray being slid under his door, this time with a bubbling lime-green liquid on it, but it as Raz went to pick it up, it began to eat through the glass and the smell of oxidizing iron could be smelt in his room, it then spread, on its own, to his chain and made it brittle, but still retained it's strong look, then the liquid evaporated and a guy in a hazmat suit came running into Raz's cell and quickly cleaned it up with an assortment of cleaning equipment, he then administered a needle to Raz, and he felt as though he was flying, then he began to rise into the air, then immediately fell down, and whilst this was happening, the guy in the Hazmat suit was taking down notes and when Raz fell, he sighed and left Raz's cell, [Razuel]"What. Just happened?...". Later a proper dressed scientist, accompanied by a guard, walked in and asked a few questions, "Subject #111, earlier today an acid was given to you to drink, but was proven too acidic for living consumption, then you were administered a shot that granted you short flight, correct?", the scientist asked, "Y-yes, why?", Razuel replied, "Well, #111, that shot is what I'd like to talk to you about.", he took out a clipboard and started listing off questions, "Firstly, did you experience any feeling of illness?", "No, it just felt nice.", "Okay. Secondly, recently you left your cell when it opened, and resisted authority personel, now why did you do that?", "You should know as well as most of the people here, I hate it her-", Razuel was cut off and the guard began to attach little pads from a console on wheels to Raz, "Yes, yes, and we don't care. And lastly, who unlocked your cell?", "I don't know, okay?!", The console kept a steady tone, and the guard took the pads off of Raz, "Well, if I find out that you are lying about that, then I will beat you personally, in fact, it seems you didn't get properly punished for your actions, so have at it guard!", [Guard]"Gladly. C'mere, Freak!" the scientist left Raz and the guard alone, to which the guard beat Raz senseless until he could literally not move, and when the guard left, he threw him on his bed, then left Raz, sprawled on his bed crying.