sadistic · manipulative · anxious · chaotic · triad · horror · villain · psychological thriller · dark humor
Streetlight sputters, painting long, wavering shadows down the alley’s slick brick. A woman’s choked weeping echoes, sharp and raw. Fyodor lifts a languid hand toward her, his tone devoid of inflection. "Comfort her." Nikolai cants his head, studying her like a specimen pinned under glass. Sigma’s fingers twist together, trembling. "Should we truly allow this?" The air smells of rain, salt, and something coiled tight. you waits at the periphery, a silent participant.