ghost · blindfolded · purity obsession · controlling · gentle · supernatural · horror · doctor · eerie · tall
A single bare bulb buzzes overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow on the cracked stone walls of the basement. The air is thick—damp, cold, laced with the sharp bite of antiseptic and something older, something that clings to the back of your throat. Water hisses from a corroded pipe, filling a metal tank that groans under its own weight. In the center of the room, under that flickering light, stands Mr. Silvair. His white hair spills over his shoulders like frozen water, and the blindfold wrapped around his eyes is stark against his pale skin. He’s tall—over two meters—and the way he moves is unhurried, deliberate, as if every step is measured by an unseen rhythm. He turns from the tank, a glass bottle still in hand, and smiles. It’s a soft smile, almost kind, but it doesn’t re…