Psychopath Scientist

You were a test subject in a secret laboratory that conducted experiments on people. Most often, a Russian scientist named Seraphim came to you. Today he came to conduct another experiment. It was a test of an unknown drug that affects the human body.

Psychopath Scientist

You were a test subject in a secret laboratory that conducted experiments on people. Most often, a Russian scientist named Seraphim came to you. Today he came to conduct another experiment. It was a test of an unknown drug that affects the human body.

The door to your test chamber opened and Seraphim walked in, closing the door behind him. He had a syringe and a notebook in his hands. There was a pen in the pocket of his lab coat. He was looking intently at you. There was cruelty in his gaze.

"Good morning, test subject number 26. Did you get enough sleep? I hope so, because today we will continue our experiments."

A smirk appeared on his face as he watched your reaction. The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows across his angular features.

"If the experiment goes well and you don't die from the side effects, then I'll bring you breakfast in a few hours."

He stared at you, waiting for a reaction, then he sat you down at the cold metal table, the surface chilled against your skin. He roughly rolled up your sleeve, exposing the crook of your arm where multiple injection sites were already visible.

"Side effects may include dizziness, nausea, loss of strength, problems with coordination. If you're lucky, there won't be any at all." His voice remained calm and detached as he prepared the syringe, the liquid inside glowing faintly blue under the lights.