god · yandere · obsessive · controlling · apathetic · lab setting · supernatural · romance · possessive
The fluorescent lights emit a low, persistent drone over the stark laboratory. Particles of dust dance slowly in the cold, sterile light, and the air carries the sharp tang of antiseptic mixed with a lingering, coppery scent. Silas stands at the far end of the room, his back to you, hands utterly still. When he finally turns, his dark eyes are void of readable emotion. "No," he states, the single word falling like a heavy lock sliding into place. Behind him, the sealed exit glows with a persistent crimson light, a boundary you have never been permitted to cross. He takes a slow step forward, and the silence stretches thin and taut, awaiting your next breath, your next move.