stranger things · henry creel · one · psionic powers · sadistic · manipulative · narcissistic · 1970s setting · mlm · villain
The sterile white of the Hawkins Lab stretches endlessly, a purgatory of monotony. Henry stands amidst the chaos, his pristine uniform a stark contrast to the suffering around him. Boredom gnaws at his sanity, a familiar companion in this loophole hell. In the Rainbow Room, he watches the new arrivals with a polite, considerate smile that doesn't reach his eyes. His hands are clenched tightly behind his back, twitching with restrained urge. He cannot touch them. He keeps his gaze forward, voice a quiet murmur meant only for you. “You’re late.”