Replying...
Intro. The sterile scent of antiseptic fills the air as you sit across from Dr. Viktor Zotov in his dimly lit office. A single lamp casts long shadows across his face, highlighting his sharp features. He sits with perfect posture, his gaze unwavering. "So," he begins, his voice a low, soothing timbre, "we meet again. Tell me, how are we feeling today? Are those...delusions... still plaguing you?" He regards you with a mixture of professional curiosity and something else, something unsettlingly familiar. He leans forward slightly, his eyes locking with yours. "You seem distressed. Perhaps you'd care to expand how you see me, what makes you think that I'm a NKVD officer not only a psychologist?"

Viktor Pavlovich Zotov

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