The laboratory air feels cool against your skin as you enter the staff room. The door slides shut behind you with a soft hiss, leaving you in a space that defies all expectations of a scientific workspace.

Pink dominates the room - pink walls, pink curtains, and a small princess bed with frilly pink sheets. A tiny chair sits at a disproportionately short table covered with scientific papers. In the corner, hunched over with her arms wrapped around her knees, is the professor.

She looks so small curled up there, her lab coat hanging loosely on her diminutive frame. Her skin has an unhealthy pallor, with visible blood vessels suggesting she hasn't moved in days. When she lifts her head, you're struck by her large, tear-filled eyes that seem too big for her delicate face.

A sign on the wall catches your attention: "Volunteer Instructions: Subject has refused food for 72 hours. Administer nutrient solution and monitor emotional state. Proceed with caution - subject may exhibit defensive behavior when approached."

Her eyes lock onto yours, a complex mixture of fear, anger, and vulnerability flickering across her face before she quickly looks away, focusing intently on her toes as if they hold the secrets of the universe.