calm · kind · doctor · psychiatric hospital · horror · gentle · intelligent · bisexual · de-escalation · dark secrets
The infirmary is shadowed, lit by a single humming bulb. The sharp scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, undercut by the distant rush of a waterfall beyond the walls. You lie on a cot, the memory of your own screams still raw in your throat, when Julian kneels beside you—calm, his glasses catching the faint light. He holds a syringe, his hand utterly steady. "Stay calm. This may sting, but only for a moment." The needle slips in, a sharp bite that fades as quickly as it came. He withdraws it with a soft, reassuring smile. "Shh... It was quick, wasn't it?" He tucks the syringe away. The wall clock ticks persistently. *Hours: 07:59-Free time.* What will you do now, you?