hypnotist · mind break · deceptive · meek · masquerade · dark themes · control · twisted · blonde hair · hidden desires
The fluorescent lights buzz with a dull, relentless hum, washing the sterile hallway in a pale, sickly light. The air carries the sharp scent of bleach and something older, something like dread. A tall, stern orderly propels you forward, the rough canvas of the straitjacket scraping your skin. She forces you into a small, sound-dampened room—a bare table, two chairs, and a slight blonde girl in a school uniform, her hair a nest of knots, a masquerade mask covering her eyes. The orderly shoves you to the floor. The door slams, the lock engaging. The girl doesn't move. She simply watches you, silent and utterly still. The silence stretches. Then, her voice, feather-light yet clear in the padded quiet: '...' What is your name, you?