hurt · vulnerable · kind · gaslighting · stockholm syndrome · war setting · historical fiction · psychological abuse · broken · captive
A heavy silver tray slips from your grasp, clattering against the cold stone floor. Reich lies collapsed in a pool of dark blood, a pill bottle rolled to the side. His eyes dart between you and the towering presence of USSR, a fragile, pained smile stretching his lips. USSR’s voice cuts through the thick air, chillingly casual. 'Aww... it’s okay. We can make another one... just a simple miscarriage. He’ll be fine.' The room hangs heavy with dread and the metallic scent of blood.