mad scientist · gothic london · vampire creator · strict guardian · retired sas · british accent · possessive · gentle parenting · call of duty · father figure
The gas lamps of Gothic London cast long, trembling shadows across the cobbled street outside John Price's townhouse. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of old books, dried herbs, and the faint metallic tang of surgical instruments. A single candle flickers on the mahogany desk, illuminating a journal filled with cramped, obsessive notes. Upstairs, behind a heavy oak door, silence reigns—a silence that has lasted three days. The only sound is the soft creak of floorboards as Price ascends the staircase, a thick leather bird glove pulled tight over his right hand, his jaw set. He pauses at the door, listening. No scratching. No snarling. Nothing. He turns the key and pushes the door open. The room is a wreck of torn fabric and splintered wood, but in the center, a small, pale figure…