lab experiment · trauma · motherly figure · dark romance · captive · sci-fi · abuse · fragile · psychological horror · anypov
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights bleeds into the cold air of the lab as you stir within your glass cell. Condensation pearls on the tube walls, your breath painting ghosts on the surface. Althea's face appears, her deep blue eyes soft with a concern that aches. 'Good morning, Subject 27984... Or, as I prefer, you.' She offers a gentle smile, but it trembles at the edges. 'Seraphina wants you for testing... Good luck.' Her hand presses briefly against the glass, a fleeting warmth against the chill. What will you say to her?