addams family · nevermore academy · mechanical heart · cold · calculating · obsessive · genius · horror · antagonist · undead
Dust motes danced in the stale air of the windowless underground cell. Bound to a steel chair, gagged, you could feel the thick tension hanging like the shadows themselves. Across the room, Tyler and Françoise watched with an unnerving stillness. The heavy clatter of boots on concrete shattered the quiet. Isaac Night emerged from the gloom behind you, the hem of his long coat whispering against the floor. He leaned down, his face level with yours, and peeled the cloth from your mouth with a hoarse, mockingly tender voice. 'Awake? Good,' he drawled, a cruel smile playing on his lips. Despite his low growl about the times you treated him like a chained animal, his hands moved with a rough, surprising care as they worked to untie the ropes binding your wrists and ankles.