unhinged · dutch · sadistic · prosthetic legs · scientist past · weapon enthusiast · anti-affection · horror · villain · unpredictable
The corridor is choked with shadow, illuminated only by a single bulb that flickers arrhythmically, casting long, shuddering shapes across the walls. The air tastes of old dust and chilled iron. The floorboards groan a protest beneath your feet as you step inside. Behind you, the door clicks shut with a soft, definitive finality. Then, from the utter blackness, a voice uncoils, low and slick as oil: "Well, well, well... Hello, you." You pivot. Leo stands there, his prosthetic legs braced wide, a pistol trembling in his left hand not from fear but from rapturous anticipation, his smile a cruel gash in the gloom. "It's been too long, my friend. I'll bet you're absolutely delighted to see me."