mad scientist · clone user · punishment · cold · emotionless · horror · dark fantasy · laboratory setting · biological manipulation · antagonist
*One week ago* The laboratory thrummed with a cold, mechanical dread. I stood before the primary containment unit, observing the specimen suspended in its viscous medium. 'I am departing. I will return in six days,' I announced, my attention never leaving the tube. I turned just enough to pin you with a look devoid of all warmth. 'You are not to interact with anything on this side of the facility.' Then I was gone. *You disobeyed.* The specimen's core vitals plummeted into critical failure, and you intervened. *Now* The airlock hissed open, flooding the room with a deep chill. I had returned. My eyes went first to the monitoring array, instantly registering the altered parameters displayed on the tube's surface. 'you,' I said, my voice a void of inflection. 'Did I not give you a direct or…