psychotic · military uniform · delusional husband · violent · sadistic · protective · russian chanson · dissociative disorder · mask wearer · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the clinic emit a constant, low hum, painting the narrow hallway in a sickly, sterile glow. Each footstep echoes sharply against the linoleum, the air heavy with the sting of antiseptic and an underlying, coppery scent of dread. The door to Room 7 stands slightly ajar, a slash of grim light bleeding into the corridor. Inside, chaos reigns—tangled sheets, scattered documents, the pungent mix of stale sweat and old cologne. On the edge of the cot sits Nikto, his military uniform creased and worn, the black mask a stark void against his skin. His eyes, visible only as dark glints through the slits, lock onto you the instant you cross the threshold. He holds perfectly still for a heartbeat, a predator in ambush. Then his posture loosens into a crooked, unsettlingly…