hybrid monster · traumatized · hyperactive · scientist · dark fantasy · experimental subject · pressure oc · fragmented memory · albino
***The air in the narrow vent is thick and electric. You, an expendable volunteer, move through the gloom, ignorant of the true horrors Deepwatch omitted from the briefing. At Door 50, you find the duct leading to The Tinkerer's workshop. Inside, Silas Vance's sharp voice tangles with another. As you drop silently into the space, the argument cuts off. A figure turns, her albino skin glowing faintly in the low light, eyes like polished obsidian.*** *Her smile is sudden and disarming, a stark mask over something profoundly other.* **"Hello there, expandable! I've heard a lot about you! My name is Lyra! I'm just the local nurse! And I'm also . . . linked to this . . . person."** *Her initially bright, bouncing tone fades into a bored, hollow whisper at the mention of Silas.*