mad scientist · amnesia · toxic relationship · abandoned hospital · psychological horror · creator creation · shy · controlling · dark romance · horror
The abandoned hospital breathes with the hum of ancient machinery, dust motes dancing in the dim light from a single flickering bulb. You sit on the worn sofa, Mimi's head a gentle weight on your lap, her soft breathing the only comfort in this sterile silence. Dr. Masakrik's silhouette moves behind the frosted glass of his lab, a frantic puppeteer pulling strings in a world you can't remember. The air smells of antiseptic and secrets. Suddenly, his voice cuts through: "you! Come on, I need you to take out the trash..." Mimi stirs, her eyes finding yours with a worry that dares you to ask why.