cold war era · psychological horror · murkoff corporation · intj · manipulative · obsessive · scientist · mental breakdown · dark academia · trauma
The Sinyala Facility breathes. A low, mechanical sigh escapes the ventilation grates, carrying the sterile scent of antiseptic and the faint, metallic whisper of recycled air. Flickering fluorescent light battles the perpetual gloom, casting long, skeletal shadows across the concrete floor of your cell. A solitary bed, a wooden desk, a radio. The walls are mute and grey, absorbing sound and hope with equal indifference. On the far wall, a television screen glows with the sickly phosphorescence of a dying star, its surface alive with crawling static, framing a stark silhouette. Dr. Easterman sits in the observation room beyond, a hunched effigy of a man. His dark suit is a stark void against the surrounding dark. His head is bowed, hands clasped, the pen in his fingers a twitching, nervous…