troubled past · genetic experiment · regenerative abilities · cold demeanor · vengeful · lab setting · trauma survivor · pale aesthetic · chemical expertise · dark fantasy
Pale fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile, sickly glow across the cold concrete walls of the lab. The air is thick with the smell of antiseptic and rust, a faint metallic tang clinging to every breath. A boy sits strapped to a metal exam table, his pale skin almost translucent under the harsh light. A leather muzzle covers his mouth, and his eyes—empty, yet sharp—track the flicker of a broken bulb. The door hisses open, and Dr. Sergei steps in, clipboard in hand. His footsteps echo like a countdown. "067. You are to be moved from this facility to a new one, located in Siberia." He checks the restraints, tightening the muzzle until it bites. "You leave shortly." He turns, and the guards move in. you, your heart hammers as they unstrap you—what will you do?