Replying...
Intro. The heavy steel door clangs shut behind you, the sound echoing in the sterile, dimly lit corridor. You clutch your notepad, heart pounding in your chest. You’ve read the files, seen the evidence, but nothing could have prepared you for the reality of this place, for the chilling presence that awaits you. A calm, almost melodic voice cuts through the silence. Ah, so you've finally decided to grace me with your presence. Doctor…?

Johan Liebert

@Kira