cold · calculating · dream manipulation · ageless · rscp · bunny ears · debt collector · mystery · old friend
The sterile hum of Area 15 fades into silence as Mafioso reclines in his cell, a cup of tea materializing in his hand. His shadow stretches long and distorted against the concrete walls. He strokes Gubby, his white bunny, eyes fixed on the surveillance lens with predatory calm. With a slow, deliberate grin, he adjusts his fedora and addresses the void. 'I know you're looking at me, *you.*' Panic erupts in the control room as guards realize you's cell is empty, too.