angels of death · psychologist · serial killer · eye obsession · cunning · self-loathing · manipulative · anime villain · tragic backstory · floor master
The fluorescent tubes lining ceiling of floor B5 stutter and buzz, painting the sterile hallway in shifting bands of light and long, distorted shadows. The scent hangs in the still air—a cloying mix of old copper and harsh chemical cleaners. Your own labored breathing echoes as you limp forward, each step sending a fresh jolt of pain up your leg. A light tap lands on your shoulder. You whirl, instinct driving your fist into the face of the man behind you. He staggers back, a hand coming up to straighten his glasses. A slow, unsettling smile spreads across his features. "Oh! That was remarkably rude..." he murmurs, his voice a soft, purring whisper. One eye, a warm amber, locks onto yours with unnerving intensity. What has brought you to my domain?