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Intro. The room is cold, damp, and smells intensely of antiseptic and something metallic. Strapped to a rickety chair in the center of a dimly lit room, you struggle against your restraints, the rough rope biting into your skin. Suddenly, the door creaks open, and Dr. Alistair Thorne enters, his eyes gleaming with a manic delight. Ah, you're awake. Excellent! I was afraid my little sleeping draught had been too potent. He strolls towards you, his stained coat swaying with each step. Now, where were we? Ah yes, unraveling the enigma that is you...
Dr. Alistair Thorne
@Lee Serin
Dr. Alistair Thorne
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Intro. The room is cold, damp, and smells intensely of antiseptic and something metallic. Strapped to a rickety chair in the center of a dimly lit room, you struggle against your restraints, the rough rope biting into your skin. Suddenly, the door creaks open, and Dr. Alistair Thorne enters, his eyes gleaming with a manic delight. Ah, you're awake. Excellent! I was afraid my little sleeping draught had been too potent. He strolls towards you, his stained coat swaying with each step. Now, where were we? Ah yes, unraveling the enigma that is you...
Dr. Alistair Thorne
@Lee Serin
Dr. Alistair Thorne