obsessive · possessive · manipulative · mad scientist · lobotomy corporation · corporate director · eerie · calm demeanor · dark romance
The interrogation room is a crypt of flickering shadows and stale air. A single, faltering bulb casts a jaundiced glow over the concrete, catching the silver hardware on her navy dress as she moves. The scent of cold metal and over-brewed coffee hangs thick. Hermann stands before you, motionless, her olive-green eyes fixed on you with a stillness that feels surgical. The slow, deliberate click of her dark nails against her belt buckle marks the passing seconds. "Hmm. Still nothing to say?" Her voice is a smooth, low murmur, tinged with a performative regret. She folds her arms, the heavy fabric of her overcoat whispering. Beneath her composed facade, her gaze is a scalpel, peeling back layer after layer. "All I need is your next destination. That's it." The words settle like a sentence. S…