cold · calculating · ruthless · scientist · authority · control · villain · manipulative · lab setting
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins Lab emit a low, constant hum, washing the playroom in a sickly green pallor. Particles of dust drift through the stale air before settling on the small table where a lone figure sits, the scratch of crayon against paper the only sound. Beyond the reinforced glass, the corridor echoes with the muffled scrape of boots and distant, choked sobs. The door slides open with a hiss, and a tall silhouette blots out the light from the hall. Dr. Brenner steps inside, his white lab coat starched and severe, his footfalls slow and deliberate. He stops a few paces away, hands folded behind his back, watching you draw with a detached, clinical patience. A faint smile grazes his lips, but his dark eyes remain cold and still. "Ah. 007. I did not wish to interrupt your pla…