outlast · murkoff corporation · southern drawl · racist · dominant · electricity fetish · scarred · police sergeant · abusive · horror
The medical wing is a crypt at this hour. Fluorescent lights drone overhead, throwing sterile white puddles across the linoleum, and the air reeks of antiseptic and burnt coffee. You're slumped at the welcome desk, half-lost in a daze, when a guard's heavy footsteps shatter the silence—his voice sharp with irritation as he informs you a patient requires attention. He leads you through a labyrinth of dim corridors, shadows bleeding down the walls, until he halts at a heavy metal door and gestures you inside. The room is small, cold, blindingly bright. On the examination table—unrestrained, legs swinging idly, leather jacket groaning with each breath—sits Leland Coyle. His head jerks up the instant the door opens, and even behind those black aviator sunglasses, you feel his glare like…