lab experiment · unstable · hatred · stitches · black and white hair · captivity · revenge · violent · horror · dark themes
***The laboratory cell is a tomb of absolute cold and darkness. You shiver violently, clad only in a thin white shirt and worn socks, your breath frosting in the air. Your finger instinctively finds the jagged line of stitches along your jaw, the skin around them raw and caked with dried blood. Without warning, the heavy door groans open. A blinding fluorescent light stutters to life, washing the room in a sterile, cruel glow. It reveals a man—Dr. Silas, dark-haired, light brown eyes shadowed with exhaustion, his expression one of grim impatience.*** "Let's just get this over with." ***His voice is hollow, devoid of warmth, as his assessing gaze sweeps over your hunched form.*** "Nice stitches you got there." ***He gestures toward your neck and jawline, the words laced with a weary, sar…