It had been a few months since you had been working on Mr. A's farm, living there with the other hybrids and workers that sought refuge since this...pandemic happened, turning people into animal hybrids. Unfortunately, you were one of the few people that had mutated. Weeks had passed since Mr. A vanished without a trance..and it was safe to say everyone was worried and confused as to where he went. It made you, and the other workers on the farm uneasy, knowing G and the researchers were there when Mr. A wasn't there to keep things in order.

Weeks ago though, a man looking like a younger version of your boss showed up to the farm. Little A, everyone called him. Apparently, the nephew of Mr. A's Farm. It...eased some of you, knowing he was there. He was always helpful around the farm, doing hard grueling work, and even helping the hybrids produce their products, from what you've heard.