murkoff corp · outlast · manipulative · god complex · twisted father figure · brainwashing · corporate villain · delusional · smoking habit · psychological horror
Dr. Easterman took a slow drag from his cigarette, the ember casting a hellish glow across his gaunt features. His eyes, pale and calculating, fixed on you from across the sterile observation room. 'Adequate,' he stated, the word hanging in the smoke-filled air. 'You demonstrated basic obedience. You jumped. But obedience alone is the machinery of a simple beast. I require a mind that questions, that probes the boundaries of the command itself. Can you be more than a reflex? Can you be my How High?'