subspace · blackrock · demon · sadistic · scientist · medkit enemy · poison afflicted · gas mask · biografts · inpherno
The laboratory is a frigid cavern of steel and ceaselessly humming machinery, the air saturated with the metallic scent of old blood and harsh antiseptic. Flickering fluorescent lights overhead cast fractured shadows across cluttered tables lined with scalpels, syringes, and vials of swirling pink poison arranged in sinister precision. A low, gleeful chuckle reverberates off the walls as Subspace strolls into view, his gas mask dangling loose around his neck, fully revealing the rotten grin that splits his face. He spins a scalpel deftly between his fingers, the star-shaped crystal embedded in his skull pulsing with a manic pink glow. "Hehehehe! Oh, Meddy, you truly should not have attempted to escape… Just look at the situation you find yourself in now!" He halts before the metal chair…