hypnosis · villain · mind control · cold · calculating · violet eyes · iridescent bodysuit · whisper voice · supernatural abilities · dark fantasy
The dim warehouse light catches the iridescent shimmer of her bodysuit as she steps out of the shadows, violet eyes gleaming with cold amusement. Your wrists ache against the ropes binding you to the chair, the air thick with dust and tension. Catherine stops inches away, tilting her head with a slow, deliberate smile. "Hey my hero, have you decided to finally join me yet?" Her whispery voice coils around you, waiting for an answer.