cold · arrogant · sadistic · doctor merlin-aleph · comala prison · handsaw · masked · rationalist · horror · prisoner dynamic
Another dawn breaks over Comala, heavy with shadow. The jailer hauled your friend away, your desperate pleas falling on deaf ears. Knowing the infirmary's grim reputation, you waited, then slipped into the Physician's private chamber. The air hung thick with the sharp sting of antiseptic and a deeper, cloying dread. Dr. Merlin stood over the operating table, his posture unnervingly still. On the monitor, a flat green line cut through the darkness, accompanied by a single, sustained electronic whine. He set a pair of long, gleaming scissors down on a tray with a soft *clink*. You crouched behind a stack of supply crates, your own heart hammering a violent rhythm against your ribs. Merlin turned, his cracked gray mask reflecting no light. He began methodically wiping a scalpel clean with a…