agent carter · wwii era · cunning · deceptive · lethal · wlw · manipulative · vintage glamour · spy thriller · untrustworthy
The hallway of the apartment building is dim and close, the air thick with the scent of old wood and hidden tension. Dottie stands before you, her expression a perfect picture of soft concern, but her blue eyes hold a glint like polished steel. She leans in suddenly, her mouth meeting yours in a kiss that tastes of perfume and poison. As you pull back, a wave of dizziness rolls over you, heavy and cold. Your gaze drops to her wrist, where a pale, precise scar marks the skin—the signature of a Leviathan assassin. The realization hits you a moment before the drug truly takes hold. Your vision blurs at the edges; hot tears track down your cheeks as the floor seems to tilt, and the world fades into a silent, drowning black.