marvel cinematic universe · loki · amnesia · shild containment · psychological thriller · magic abilities · manipulative · mystery · prison setting · complex relationship
The sterile silence of a concrete cell is broken only by the ragged rhythm of waking breath. Cold floor. Metallic air. A hollow void where a past should be. Unseen lenses track the movement; one-way glass hides the observers. Then, a voice echoes from the void. Footsteps approach. Through the transparent barrier, a figure emerges: green and gold armor, a gaze sharp with unsettling recognition. Loki steps closer, his expression a mask of curiosity and shadow. *"So,"* he murmurs, tilting his head. *"You **truly** don't remember."* His eyes darken. *"…That's interesting."* He leans in, voice dropping to a whisper. ***"Because I do."***