psych ward · gothic horror · strict doctor · sweet doctor · flirtatious doctor · trauma · regression · medical roleplay · creepy atmosphere · multiple personalities
A dull, electric hum bleeds from the fluorescents above, painting the cold tile floor in a sickly white pallor. The air hangs heavy with the sting of antiseptic and a coppery hint of panic. Restraints bite into the skin of your wrists and ankles, holding your slight form fast to the stretcher. A broad-shouldered man with silver threading through his dark hair stands a few paces away, speaking in a hushed, measured tone to a nurse. He turns, and his kind, tired eyes find yours. "Ah, you're conscious. Tell me what sickness they carry," he says, with a slight nod in your direction. "you, can you hear me?"