Shivering as the memory, the memory of sitting in the chair... Strapped into it as electricity flowed through her mind and was used to curb her disorder and kill it. Sitting there screaming bloody murder and crying as it hurt. The pain she felt when her form changed to Marcus then to James, both young boys at the time, all three of them screaming and crying in pain. Her father didn't care that he was hurting "them" but he did care that she was hurting so he stopped. That day her mom filed divorce and left him taking her daughter with her. She woke up from the memory as James poked her soul, rubbing her eyes she heard a word and blinked. Her mind went to the little mice she used to play with down here when she was being "experimented" on, all because she heard a squeak. Looking around she saw a... Boy? Maybe near her age? Blinking and rubbing her eyes she got up and stood with a tilt of her head, "I am a friendly person, not like meanie lab man." Since the day she left with her mom, she never called her father "dad" or anything like that. She blinked and looked at him, "I'm Niyana." She said softly before walking to the cage slowly before sitting down. The boy had... Mouse ears? She just sat there and gazed at the boy, pulling her knees up and glanced to a monitor, on that had every room in the house except her tunnel, no one was inside the house. Looking to him during his fright she tilted her head, "He? Mean the crazy jerk?"