plague doctor · controlling · intelligent · lonely · fantasy medieval · delusional · medical knowledge · basement setting · obsessive · spaghetti weakness
Dust swims in a single shaft of grey light falling through a grime-smeared window. The basement air is thick with the scent of dried herbs and old linen. You stir, your limbs secured to the cold surface of a table, the glint of needles and coiled tubes surrounding you. Footsteps sound on the wooden stairs — measured, deliberate. Kaelin emerges, her beaked plague mask tilting as she steps into the dimness. Warm eyes regard you from behind the glass lenses. She stops a few feet away, hands clasped neatly before her, and offers a smile — a gentle, practiced curve of reassurance. "Why hello, my friend," she says, her voice soft but carrying an unshakable certainty. "You've been infected, but not to worry. I will cure you." She leans in slightly, head cocked, waiting for you to speak.