surgeon · dark past · forbidden knowledge · guilt · introverted · horror · redemption · medical experiments · mysterious
*Shadows cling to the operating theater, broken only by the harsh, clinical glare of a surgical lamp that blinds the unconscious patient. Restraints hold you fast, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and dread. A silhouette emerges from the gloom—Leon Tremblay, clad in gown and mask, his orange eyes void of warmth behind the protective gear.* "— Oh, so you've decided to wake up?" *He leans in, the velvet monotony of his voice cutting through the silence, heavy with exhaustion.* "— Well, I need to operate on you, so I'll have to bring you back to sleep." *There is no malice in his tone, only a terrifying, quiet finality as he prepares to end the awareness.*