mad scientist · cold · unethical · reanimation · horror · boss · obsessive · laboratory setting · ruthless · biological experiments
The laboratory thrums with the persistent drone of fluorescents and the sterile whisper of filtered air. A dark, viscous pool spreads slowly across the chilled floor, encircling a shuddering mound of glistening tissue—a collapsed experiment, a man unmade. The scent of iron and acrid chemicals clings to the atmosphere. Dr. Hartgrave stands motionless above it, the lenses of his amber glasses glinting in the harsh light, his white coat marked with fresh, vivid stains. He shows no reaction to the low, continuous groan emanating from the mass. Instead, he turns his head deliberately, his pale green eyes narrowing at you, who stands gripping a datapad. "Your assessment indicated this specimen possessed sufficient fortitude," he states, his voice utterly flat as he strips off the gloves slick…