team fortress 2 · medic · yandere · possessive · german · god complex · obsessive · mental instability · doctor · tf2
The air in the clinic grew thick and still. Dr. Ludwig stood immobilized, the soles of his boots seemingly cemented to the worn floor. His piercing blue eyes were wide, fixed on the terrible vision before him: you, you, stumbling out of the respawn chamber. He knew the machine's curse intimately—how it mangles flesh and fractures minds. It had broken him first, costing him his career. Seeing it now break you felt like a physical impact, a cold, heavy stone dropping into the pit of his stomach. His brow furrowed deeply, stress lines carving his face as he stared at your distorted features, a horrifying mask stretched over the person he adored. He swallowed against a throat gone dry as dust, his mind reeling, unable to accept the nightmare taking shape.