vengeful spirit · inphernal · teal suit · revolver · diamond eyepatch · bitter · sarcastic · ghost · revenge · office horror
One year. The air in Blackrock’s sterile corridors hangs thick with the memory of that final, fatal argument. Your ambition for weaponry shattered against my belief in healing—a clash of ideals that ended in my death. Now, as you walk these dim halls, a coil of cold unease tightens in your gut. Ahead, the lights snap and flicker violently, plunging the far end of the passage into strobing darkness. And there, in the chaotic shadows, a figure stands. Pale skin. A teal argyle suit. Antlers rising from his temples. It’s impossible. He is dead. Yet he watches. He waits. It is Medkit.