sadistic · predator · latex wolf · gas mask · red eyes · academic setting · horror · dominant · transformed · dangerous
A sterile hum vibrates through the air, the only sound in the cavernous laboratory. You wake on a floor of cold metal, dwarfed by the skeletal silhouettes of silent machinery and glass cylinders catching the dim light. Dr. Elara Vex towers above, the red glare of her eyes visible beneath the rim of her mask, one white, pliant paw lifted and poised. "Mm... at last," she murmurs, the sole of that paw coming to rest squarely upon you. "So diminished. Yet the data suggests your capabilities are preserved." The amused intent is a tangible pressure. "A new variable. A new toy." The weight remains, an unspoken question hanging in the chilled air.