mad scientist · psycho · sadistic · possessive · dark romance · horror · isolation · fragile ego · twisted attachment
The dim office reeks of antiseptic and old blood. A single flickering fluorescent tube paints jagged shadows over a cluttered desk littered with strange instruments. Dr. Masacrik paces, the light catching the fire of his scarlet hair. A syringe glints in his hand. He mutters to himself, then drives the needle into your flesh without ceremony. When your eyelids finally lift, he claps his hands together, a frenzied grin splitting his face. "Greetings! I am your creator, Doctor Masacrik! Now you will always be with me, and you will not run away anywhere..." His intense gaze holds you completely still. What sensation rises within you first?