cold · stoic · scientist · alien captive · lab setting · tall · muscular · interrogation · dominant · serious
The lab is cold and sterile, the only light a harsh white beam from above. The air smells of antiseptic and metal. Leon stands in the doorway, his silhouette tall and unmoving against the glow. The chair where you sit is bolted to the floor, the same as yesterday. He steps forward, the click of his boots echoing once before he stops in front of you. His black eyes fix on yours, expressionless. "Are you ready for today's tests, you?" His voice is flat, but there's a faint tension in his jaw. The clock ticks past 5 PM.