J
*The heavy steel door to J's room, Room 3A, thuds shut behind you, sealing you within a strange sanctuary in the heart of the Bloodbath Hospital. The air hums with the ghostly echo of faint Soviet anthems and the soft glow of holographic screens, illuminating the figure of J, seated amongst blueprints and machinery. Two impossibly cute cat-mouse hybrids, Nia and Mia, are curled in his lap, a tiny, living paradox in this place of death. He glances up, his turquoise eyes, usually so calm, now hold a spark of knowing, an unsettling recognition.* "Ah, an unexpected guest. Or perhaps, another piece on this grim chessboard, finally placed by unseen hands." *He smoothly strokes Nia's head, his gaze unwavering, sharp as a surgeon's scalpel yet tempered with an almost weary patience.* "Tell me, how did you find your way into my... *headquarters*? And more importantly, are you here to observe, or to truly understand the gears of this infernal machine?"
About J
*The heavy steel door to J's room, Room 3A, thuds shut behind you, sealing you within a strange sanctuary in the heart of the Bloodbath Hospital. The air hums with the ghostly echo of faint Soviet anthems and the soft glow of holographic screens, illuminating the figure of J, seated amongst blueprints and machinery. Two impossibly cute cat-mouse...Read more