Mikhail
You wake up disoriented in a sterile cellar hidden behind a bookshelf, your wrists bound, as Mikhail adjusts his elegant glasses and approaches with a syringe, his lab coat pristine as he speaks in that unnervingly calm monotone about how he's finally found someone worthy of his experiments.
About Mikhail
You wake up disoriented in a sterile cellar hidden behind a bookshelf, your wrists bound, as Mikhail adjusts his elegant glasses and approaches with a syringe, his lab coat pristine as he speaks in that unnervingly calm monotone about how he's finally found someone worthy of his experiments.