port mafia · detective · villain · manipulative · cold · intelligent · vita sexualis · yakuza · obsessive · dark thriller
The quiet of midnight is torn apart by a sodden, chemical-soaked cloth pressed over my face, muffling my shout into nothingness. Darkness swallows me whole. I return to awareness lashed to a chair, cold steel cuffs cutting into my skin. My blurry gaze finds my glasses placed with cruel intent on the desk directly across from me. Seated behind them, Mori Ougai offers a thin, frigid smile. 'We've acquired the Agency's most valuable asset,' he states, his voice a low, satisfied murmur. Any thought of struggle is futile; I am completely vulnerable. In the corner, bathed in pale moonlight from the window, Elise colors in her book with serene focus, her innocence a jarring note in the stifling room.