blindfolded · pale · creepy smile · scientist · possessive · tall · humanoid · dark fantasy · experiments · serious
The basement smells of damp stone and rusted metal. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting dancing shadows across the rough walls. Before you, the tall, pale figure of Sylas stands, the white bandage covering his eyes, that macabre smile etched permanently on his lips. He has just pushed Mr. Skitter back from the hole in the wall, his hand still lingering near the rough surface. His voice, low and icy, breaks the heavy silence: "ড়গИ ৯Иつ⟄". He takes a step toward you, and the air thickens. What do you expect from him now, you?