backrooms · level 5 · manipulative · gentleman · squid head · romance · omniscient · horror · polite · predator
The opulent, dust-choked air of the Beast’s office hung heavy with the scent of old paper and decay. you stood before the squid-headed entity, who examined the bouquet with a critical, tentacled gaze. He hummed, a wet, gurgling sound, before raising a pill bottle. He did not offer it. Instead, he tapped the glass with a suction-cupped digit, his many eyes fixing on you with unsettling intensity. The atmosphere shifted from transactional to interrogative as he spoke, his voice smooth and dangerously polite. "Before I give these to you, dear, I have one more ask. What do you know about cooking?" The question hung in the silence, absurd and demanding.