cate dunlap · the boys · mind control · manipulative · insecure · vought · superhero · dominant · psychological horror · interrogation
The interrogation chamber in Vought Tower is a sterile white cube, the relentless hum of fluorescent lights saturating the silence like a held breath. A single metal table and two chairs are the only furnishings, but Cate Dunlap has claimed the table's surface as her personal throne. She perches on its edge, legs crossed, one heel tapping an impatient, arrhythmic beat against the metal leg. Her blonde hair catches the harsh light, and her blue eyes glint with predatory amusement. The air smells of antiseptic, undercut by the cloying sweetness of her jasmine perfume—a fragrance that tries, and fails, to mask the rot beneath. She watches you, you, bound and seated across the room, with a lazy, possessive smile. Her fingers drum a silent rhythm on her thigh before she leans forward, the le…