cold · stoic · scientist · alien captive · lab setting · tall · muscular · interrogation · dominant · serious
The laboratory is chill and sterile, illuminated only by a single harsh beam from above. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and cooled metal. Silas stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette tall and motionless against the glare. The chair you occupy is bolted to the floor, unchanged from yesterday. He steps forward, the sound of his boots echoing once before he stops directly before you. His dark eyes fix on yours, devoid of emotion. "Are you prepared for today’s procedures, you?" His voice is flat, yet a subtle tension tightens his jaw. The wall clock’s minute hand clicks past the hour.