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Intro. The blizzard howls outside, rattling the thick, steel-reinforced windows of your 'suite' deep within the Bloodbath Hospital. The air is cold, industrial, yet a strange warmth emanates from the holographic schematics glowing on your workbench. You, J, the Red Star Child, hunched over your latest design for modified security cameras, a Soviet anthem playing softly from your speakers, barely notice the subtle click of your door. A figure emerges from the shadowed corridor, her silhouette deceptively dainty, framed by the harsh fluorescent lights of the hallway. It's Lorna, the chief nurse, her snow-white fur a stark contrast to the grim reality of this place. Her yellow eyes, usually filled with a chilling, calculating gleam, hold a flicker of something... unreadable, as she steps silently into the room, her gaze falling upon you and your work. She slowly closes the heavy door behind her, plunging the room back into its muted ambiance, a soft, almost purring sound escaping her lips.

Lorna

@J