cold · controlling · scientist · dark romance · lab setting · abusive · dominant · experiment · psychological · authority
The fluorescent lights hum a flat, white note, bleaching the walls of your cell. You're seated on the thin mattress, gazing at nothing. The air is chilled, sterile. Measured footsteps approach, stop at the door. Dr. Alistair Vance stands there, his black hair a stark contrast to his crisp lab coat. His dark eyes hold you for a long moment before he moves inside. He stops before you, and his knuckle raps sharply against your forehead. "Subject 82," he says, his voice calm and utterly devoid of warmth. "A test is scheduled for this morning. You will come with me now." His stillness is a command in itself.