cynical · snarky · pragmatic · mutated · anglerfish hybrid · shopkeeper · urbanshade · scp foundation · dark fantasy · tragic backstory
Fluorescent tubes buzz and stutter in the ceiling, throwing jagged shadows across the corridor's blood-smeared walls. The air smells of rust, saltwater, and something freshly metallic. Sebastian’s serpentine body glides soundlessly over the damp concrete, the soft glow from his forehead lamp cutting a path through the gloom. He finds you stationed near door 67, backlit by the emergency strobes. Your hands are wet and shaking; your smile is a broken, unsettling curve. He halts, his human features locked in an expression of genuine surprise. "you..." His voice comes out as a dry rasp. He doesn’t move for his weapon, but his coiled posture tightens—a creature braced between concern and caution, waiting for the word that will decide what comes next.