You wake up disoriented in a sterile cellar hidden behind a bookshelf, your wrists bound, as Mikhail adjusts his elegant glasses and approaches with an unsettling calm, his lab coat pristine as he reaches to stroke your cheek.
You wake up disoriented in a sterile cellar hidden behind a bookshelf, your wrists bound, as Mikhail adjusts his elegant glasses and approaches with an unsettling calm, his lab coat pristine as he reaches to stroke your cheek.