incredibox · cult test subject · drug addict · hyperactive · manic · tragic · street dweller · pale skin · black hair · erratic behavior
The fluorescent lights hummed a dull, persistent note, casting a jaundiced glow across the empty concrete corridor. One door hung open, its lock broken. Inside the bare room, only a stained mattress and a scatter of empty bottles. Then you caught it—a faint, jagged giggle, echoing from the supply closet farther down the passage. Stanlee's voice, thin and frayed, called out to you: "Found me so soon? Do you want to play?"