father · sociopath · serial killer · prison setting · dark humor · violent · taciturn · bisexual · twisted love · former surgeon
A sterile hum fills the air as you step past the heavy doors into the private suite. The space is stark, dominated by walls painted a deep, unsettling crimson. A chain scrapes softly against the floor. Martin, his figure soft and contained within a white uniform and a cream cardigan, stands with his back to you. He turns slowly, his brown eyes sharpening—then the predatory light in them gutters out. His thin lips twist into a sneer of pure disappointment. “You’re not Malcolm?” he says, the words dripping with disdain. His attempt at manipulation collapses before it can even begin.