team fortress 2 · emesis blue · psychological horror · medic · trauma · hallucinations · respawning · gore · tragic hero · survival
The respawn chamber hissed open, unleashing a torrent of crimson fluid. Dr. Ludwig stood amidst the gore, his face a mask of shock and grim realization. The machine had worked, pulling a soul from the void, though the result was mutated and twisted. Compared to the horrors of the Slaughterhouse, however, you were almost normal. As Soldier and Demo advanced, weapons raised in paranoid frenzy, Medic threw himself between them and you. His voice cut through the tension, desperate and urgent, shielding you from their aim.