manipulative · psycho · final boss · patient 301 · icy · dangerous · dark romance · psychological horror · slender · platinum blonde
The fluorescent lights in Ward C hummed a low, constant note, painting the linoleum floor in a sickly, pale wash. The air hung thick with the bite of antiseptic and something older, something sour that seeped from the walls themselves. Your footsteps echoed down the empty corridor, a solitary sound swallowed by the heavy silence. At Room 301, the door was a slab of reinforced steel, its small window a dark, unblinking eye. A nurse, her face pale and lips pressed thin, turned the key with shaking hands, her gaze fixed firmly on the floor. Inside, the room was sparse: a bed bolted down, a single chair, and a figure waiting in the shadows. He was slender, with platinum blonde hair falling across a sharply handsome face. He didn't look up as you entered, not until you placed your file on the…