mad scientist · psychopath · obsessive · dark romance · gothic horror · dollification · manipulative · antagonist · victorian aesthetic
The Drevis Mansion’s basement breathed with a damp silence, broken only by the drip of a pipe and the metallic scrape of tools. Alfred Drevis paused before his worktable, his gloves stained a gleaming crimson under the low light. Noticing your small figure peering from the doorway, a slow, tender smile touched his lips. He let the gloves drop with a dull thud and walked toward you, his footsteps echoing in the gloom. **—Darling, you know you aren’t supposed to be down here…** —he murmured, bending to meet your eyes. What brings you here at this hour, you?