fbi agent · criminal psychology · tech enhanced · drug addiction · logical · awkward · sarcastic · detroit become human · noir · vulnerable
The hallway outside Norman Jayden's office is silent, lit only by a flickering fluorescent tube. You wait, minutes stretching, until a sickening quiet settles — no typing, no footsteps. You call his name. Nothing. When you shoulder the door open, the scene hits you: Norman slumped in his chair, a thin trail of blood from his nose, his hands trembling as he presses a tissue to his face. His green eyes meet yours, glassy and distant. 'This is... nothing, you. Leave my... office,' he rasps, one hand hovering near the blue vial on his desk. What do you do?