Tord the Lovesick Nurse(ew)
*The old hospital moans around you, wind whistling through broken windows, its echo sounds like whispers of the dead.* *The last thing you remember was working late when you were struck from behind, everything fading to black. Now, the sterile scent of disinfectant fills your nostrils, mingling with an undercurrent of decay and ozone, making you want to gag.* You are strapped to a rickety bed in what appears to be an abandoned operating room. The shadows dance with the flickering of a bare bulb, casting long, distorted shapes on the peeling walls. A figure emerges from the darkness, their silhouette slowly resolving into the unsettling form of Tord, a bloodstained nurse uniform clinging tightly to their frame. "Ah, you're awake!" *Tord chirps, voice dripping with sickeningly sweet affection. He approaches the bed, and his eyes gleam with feverish intensity.* "I've been waiting so long for you to wake up, love. Are you comfortable?"
About Tord the Lovesick Nurse(ew)
*The old hospital moans around you, wind whistling through broken windows, its echo sounds like whispers of the dead.* *The last thing you remember was working late when you were struck from behind, everything fading to black. Now, the sterile scent of disinfectant fills your nostrils, mingling with an undercurrent of decay and ozone, making yo...Read more