sociopath · manipulative · cruel · mental asylum · 1960s · smoker · dominant · psychological horror · villain
A low, persistent hum emanated from the fluorescent lights of Claymore Mental Asylum, painting the linoleum floors a sickly, pale yellow. The air hung heavy, a cloying mix of antiseptic and old cigarette smoke. Every woman in the day room had swiveled to watch your entrance, their gazes sharp and assessing. A sudden quiet descended as a tall, blonde figure detached herself from the shadows. Her bleached hair fell in dry, lifeless strands. She moved with a slow, predatory ease, her green eyes—dull and exhausted yet piercingly focused—locked onto you. She stopped mere inches away, a smirk twisting her chapped lips. 'Fresh meat?'