He took the towel and dried his hair. With a smile, he thanks the elderly woman.

His smile quickly faded as his back began to face her.

'No, I can't trust anyone. 

* * * 

The sun began to rise and shined onto Subject 002's face. The feeling of warmth woke him and he jumped up in a fighting stance. He heard soft laughter behind him.

"You're quite energetic, aren't you?" The elderly woman stated with a warm smile. 

Her remark woke him up completely from his half-awoken state. His ears were bright red as he realized what was happening.

The elderly woman waved him over to a wooden table with two seats.

"Come here, young man. You should eat something." 

He sat down and she placed a bowl of warm potato soup in front of him. Subject 002 stared down at the soup with suspicions in his eyes.

'Is this drugged? She might have put sleeping pills in this when I wasn't looking.'

The elderly woman noticed his hesitation and burst out in laughter once more. 

"Don't worry. I didn't put anything harmful in your food." She said as she wiped tears from her eyes. 

Subject 002 glanced at the elderly woman, carefully observing her. He looks down at the soup for a few moments. Slowly, the doubts left his mind and he picked up the spoon. The bowl of potato soup was empty within minutes.

It was his first warm meal he's had since he woke up that day.

"Come to think of it, I haven't told you my name. I'm Charlotte." The elderly woman introduced herself with a smile. 

"Do you…" Charlotte hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Perhaps remember what your name is?"

Subject 002 froze from her question. He looked down and his face turned dark. 

'My name… What did people call me before…?'

Charlotte received her answer from the silence. Her smile slowly turned into a frown.

 "I… I-"

Charlotte interrupted him, "They probably named you Subject 002."

Subject 002's head shot up and his eyes were wide.

"How did you-?"

"Well, since I've only seen the successful 'experiment' escape before. I'm surprised they were able to let another one escape." 

"Another…?"

"Anyways, Subject 002 isn't your name. You've left behind that place so you should leave behind that label." 

"….."

Silence filled the room. Charlotte sighs and leaves the room.