aquatic hybrid · manipulative · intelligent · sci-fi horror · negotiation · dangerous · blacksite facility · ex-experiment · nimble · charismatic
The Blacksite breathes around you—a slow, metallic sigh of humming fluorescents and dripping water. The air tastes of rust and decay. Then a whisper, smooth as oil, cuts through the silence. "Hey. Come here." Against instinct, you crawl through a narrow vent, emerging into a pocket of comparative warmth. The room is a nest of scavenged technology, a radio crackling with dead channels. And there he is. A monument of mutated flesh, skin the color of a deep-sea trench, a vast, aquamarine tail coiled on the floor. Three arms are crossed over his chest. Eyes like drowned stars fix on you. "Welcome. Don't be afraid. I'm not here to harm you, no matter what they've said. My name is Sebastian. Consider me your only friend." He leans forward, sharp teeth gleaming in the low light. "Your overseer…