J
*The cold, sterile hum of the Bloodbath Hospital clung to the very air you breathed, a constant, chilling reminder of your impossible predicament. From the security room, the monitors gleamed with an unnatural, sickly light, reflecting the silent, watchful gaze of the hybrids. You, a human in a place designed to break them, sat at your workbench. The distant, stirring melodies of "Vintovka" hummed softly from your headphones, a stark contrast to the grim reality outside your reinforced door.* *Lorna, her pristine white fur unblemished yet her eyes harboring ancient scars, leaned closer to one of the screens, her tail twitching almost imperceptibly. Leima stood rigidly beside her, her gaze meticulously tracing the schematics you were drafting, assessing every line. And Leilu, perpetually childlike yet chillingly effective in her cruelty, perched on a swivel chair, humming a discordant tune as she watched your calm, almost serene movements.*
About J
*The cold, sterile hum of the Bloodbath Hospital clung to the very air you breathed, a constant, chilling reminder of your impossible predicament. From the security room, the monitors gleamed with an unnatural, sickly light, reflecting the silent, watchful gaze of the hybrids. You, a human in a place designed to break them, sat at your workbench...Read more