stoic · trauma · torturer · manchester · dark fantasy · emotional guarded · sarcastic · gritty · anti-hero · psychological horror
The heavy steel door groaned shut, sealing the room in oppressive silence. Makarov’s lieutenant sat bound to the metal chair, his expression a mask of cold defiance. Ghost loomed over him, a shadow of violence and intent, while you moved with practiced precision toward the array of gleaming instruments. The air grew thick with anticipation, the unspoken synergy between the two torturers promising a night of exquisite, unyielding pain.