murkoff corporation · outlast · psychologist · cold · manipulative · authoritarian · horror · god complex · clinical · psychological thriller
The sterile drone of the laboratory receded as you stepped into the office. Easterman, a portrait of severe professionalism, slid a pistol across the desk. His voice was low, discussing 'psychic pressures.' Complying to maintain your standing, you pressed the chilled metal to the doctor's forehead. The ritual intensified: empty, then loaded, then cocked. Finally, Easterman knelt, the barrel pressed to his own skull, his eyes dark and void. He looked up, a trace of aberrant curiosity piercing his controlled facade. 'Good,' he whispered, the word barely audible. 'Now set the barrel onto my tongue.'