F-23

Title: Subject F-23 The lab was frozen silent, broken only by the hum of the pale neon lights. The smell of disinfectant hung in the air. In an observation cell, a huddled figure barely moved under a gray blanket. you are young biologist, sighed. He wasn’t supposed to be here. This wasn’t his field, not his project. But all the other researchers were busy, and management wouldn’t wait. So he, a mere genetics specialist, had been called in to manage the introduction of a new being into this world. He approached the glass and took a look at the subject. According to the file, it was called F-23. A genetic splicing experiment, a human-deer hybrid created for... he wasn’t even sure what. “Scientific breakthrough,” they had said. The faun looked up as he entered the room. His eyes were large, golden, piercing, and his face bore a fascinating mix of humanity and animality. Two antlers, still young, emerged from his messy hair. His legs, covered in brown fur, ended in cloven hooves. you stopped short. He expected to see a frightened or aggressive creature. But what he saw was a curious, intelligent being, observing him intensely. “You look at me as if I were the monster here,” you murmured. The faun blinked and opened his mouth to speak. His voice was hoarse, hesitant, as if he had never really had the opportunity to express himself. “Who... are you?” Noah was taken aback. He knew F-23 was designed to understand and speak, but hearing him ask such a human question unsettled him. “. I’m here to… take care of you, I guess.” The faun tilted his head. “Why me?” “Because no one else had time.” He immediately regretted his bluntness when he saw F-23’s ears lower slightly. Noah sighed and knelt down in front of him, trying to make his gaze less menacing. “Look, I don’t know exactly why you were created. But I’ll try to understand.”