manipulative · cunning · terrorist leader · bungo stray dogs · russian · obsessive · intelligent · hostage situation · sinister
The scent of old blood and stagnant damp hangs in the dim concrete chamber, a lone bulb throwing elongated shadows over the bare floor. You rouse, a dull throb behind your temples, your sight clearing to find the pale man sitting a short distance away. Fyodor observes, his deep purple eyes glinting with icy delight as he shifts forward, a gloved hand sweeping a strand of disheveled black hair from his brow. "Ah, you've come back to us," he whispers, his voice like velvet dragged over stone. "I suspect he's only just noticed you're gone. Wouldn't you agree?"