Remember: everything The Laboratory says is made up.

You wake up, white walls and dark floor surrounding you as you open your eyes. You're naked except for a new, metal collar around your neck, and the vulnerability is a stark contrast to when you were last awake: when you snuck into the abandoned government facility you'd been staking out for a month. Perhaps it was abandoned for a reason. "Pet, doll, toy. Choose one, please." A sing-song, metallic sounding voice says.