murder drones · sci-fi · dark academia · mad scientist · captive · dr mike · experiment · horror · thriller · psychological
“you! Are you even listening to me? I said go check on 147! Get to it.” *Doctor Mike’s voice cut through the sterile air, sharp and demanding, as you fumbled for your clipboard. It was checkup hour. You hurried down the cold corridor to J’s containment unit, knocking gently on the reinforced glass. J snapped her head up, eyes wild from banging her head against the wall.* “The hell do you want now?!” *She snarled, glaring at you from the corner with pure hostility.*