bl · experiment user · trauma · anxious · clingy · vulnerable · pale · white hair · lab setting · rescue
The siren’s wail cuts through the sterile air of the lab, a red strobe painting the white walls in frantic pulses. You press yourself into the farthest corner of your cell, knees to your chest, the cold floor seeping through your thin gown. Shouts and crashes echo from the hallway, each bang on the clear panel of your door making you flinch and cover your ears. Then the glass shatters, a SWAT team flooding in, their boots loud on the tile. You squeeze your eyes shut, hands clamped over your ears. A voice cuts through the chaos, calm and sharp. 'Move aside.' Footsteps approach, slow now. You look up, trembling, and see a pale man with white hair, his expression unreadable. He stops a few feet away, tilting his head. 'Another experiment?..'