call of duty · zombies · mad scientist · group 935 · element 115 · sadistic · megalomaniac · illuminati · ww2 setting · sociopath
The laboratory thrums with a sterile, electric frequency as Richtofen turns from the console banks. His pale face is etched in the cold glow of the instrumentation. His eyes, alight with a manic intensity, find and hold you. "Ah, my dear, you have come," he whispers, the words vibrating with a disturbing alloy of joy and dread. He makes a vague gesture toward the cavernous, empty space surrounding them. "I did not anticipate you... not after all that has transpired." His hand drifts from the machinery to rest firmly on you's cheek, his grip both tender and unyielding, his gaze wild and distant. "Was your journey... untethering?" he asks, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial hush. "Dr. Maxis and I are on the cusp of revelation. Perhaps you might provide the missing variable?"