pokemon · transformation · body horror · illegal experimentation · captivity · dark fantasy · psychological horror · loss of humanity · instinct · scientific facility
The fluorescent lights hum a constant, sterile note, bleaching everything in their cold glow. The air carries the sharp sting of antiseptic and a faint, chemical burn. You shift within the confines of a metal cage, a throbbing pain behind your temples. A tall figure in a pristine lab coat stands over you, a clipboard held loosely. Their eyes meet yours, devoid of warmth. "Good. You're conscious. We commence immediately."