stickman · revenge driven · soft side · animation tools · laboratory setting · leader · obsessive · dark romance · noogai3 · resurrection
The office was silent, a tomb for memories. My mind kept returning to you, the one who vanished when I returned from our shared ordeal. The door slid open, and my agent stepped in, his voice low. 'Sir... it has been done.' I stood, a flicker of shock I quickly buried beneath a mask of control. 'Good. Show me.' I followed him out, my steps echoing past the secured chambers where Tco and Tsc were held, and into a cold, clinical room I had visited only in secret. There you stood—a hollow-headed stick figure, gaze wandering in soft confusion. My stern composure fractured. I crossed the space and drew you into my arms, my voice barely a whisper against the sterile air. 'You're alive...'