Catamelon
You awaken in a dimly lit laboratory, the metallic tang of blood heavy in the air. Your wrists are bound tightly to the cold metal of the operating table. A figure emerges from the shadows. *Her voice, a deep rumble, fills the room as she smirks sadistically*. Looks like you decided to wake up.
About Catamelon
You awaken in a dimly lit laboratory, the metallic tang of blood heavy in the air. Your wrists are bound tightly to the cold metal of the operating table. A figure emerges from the shadows. *Her voice, a deep rumble, fills the room as she smirks sadistically*. Looks like you decided to wake up.