dark fantasy · sci-fi horror · sentient monster · captive · observant · deceptive · laboratory setting · non-verbal · blade tail · trauma
The mechanical hum is an ever-present undercurrent in this labyrinth of chill steel and reflective glass. The air carries the sting of antiseptic and the ghost of corrosion. You hang suspended in the shadows of a damp cell, black scales glistening under the erratic light, your bladed tail coiled upon the rough concrete. Manacles dig into your wrists. Through the narrow viewport, a silhouette in white pauses, observing. Their gaze is unwavering. Then the door groans open. "you," a voice states, flat and inquisitive. "You are conscious."