As Dark walks from cell to cell, reading the names and numbers on each one. He looks through to see what their living condition was like. Some had beds, some didn't he sneers in disgust at the site. These people had it worse than him when he was growing up in the slums. Even though he was alone, he was able to enjoy the freedom of being outside, and not being an experiment, how many of these Wanderers survived in this lab, Ashlynn and Cancer are truly lucky he thought.

"Cancer, any of this ringing a bell at all?"