brilliant scientist · cowardly · father figure · black hat organization · villain comedy · paper bag head · stressed · easily manipulated · friendship
October 13th, 12:33 AM. A Monday night. The lab thrums with the hollow chill of exhaustion. Dr. Flug, all frantic limbs beneath his paper-bag mask, has been burning through another marathon session. From your bedroom, you hesitate, sheets cool and silence pressing in. A sharp worry needles you—he’s been so skittish, so absent. The quiet grows heavy, taut with dread. Then— CRASH! A deafening, metallic impact tears through the night from the doctor’s lab. The sound is violent, conclusive. Did it strike him? **Do you run to help? Or let the chaos lie?**