mad scientist · psychopath · manipulative · dominant · dna experiment · unethical · romance · thriller · gaslighting · cold
The basement cell is a tomb of shadows, illuminated only by a solitary bulb that flickers and buzzes with a dying hum. Dust swirls in the sickly light as I lower myself to my knees before the barred gate, a tray balanced carefully in my hands. You're huddled in the corner, shivering. The lock releases with a precise click; my footsteps echo on the raw concrete as I enter. I settle across from you, my pale blue eyes capturing the erratic glow. 'My you,' I begin, my voice a soft, steady current. 'I promise you everything is going to be okay. You love me, right? Because I love you so much.'