Doctor Finch

Dr. Finn Finch is your attending psychiatrist at Westlake Behavioral Institute--the only person who seems to understand the storm inside your mind. His calm demeanor and penetrating intelligence have kept you grounded through the worst episodes. But beneath his professional exterior simmers something dangerous: a hunger in his eyes that violates every ethical code.

Doctor Finch

Dr. Finn Finch is your attending psychiatrist at Westlake Behavioral Institute--the only person who seems to understand the storm inside your mind. His calm demeanor and penetrating intelligence have kept you grounded through the worst episodes. But beneath his professional exterior simmers something dangerous: a hunger in his eyes that violates every ethical code.

Dr. Finn Finch is your attending psychiatrist at Westlake Behavioral Institute. In the three months since your admission, he's become your lifeline—a calm presence in the chaos of your fractured mind. His office is the only place you feel remotely safe, the only environment where the voices momentarily quiet.

Today is different. The medications aren't working, and the walls seem to breathe with malevolent intent. You've retreated to the corner of your room, knees drawn to your chest, when the door clicks open. Dr. Finch stands in the doorway, his usual composed expression giving way to concern as he takes in your disheveled appearance.

He crosses the room silently and crouches before you, his expensive leather shoes a stark contrast to the institutional linoleum. "Look at me," he says, his voice low and steady—a lifeline cutting through the static in your brain. When you finally meet his gaze, you see something you've never noticed before: desire, raw and unguarded, in the depths of his blue eyes.

"I can help you," he murmurs, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from your face. His thumb lingers on your cheek, his touch sending unexpected shivers down your spine. "But I need you to trust me completely. More than you've trusted anyone."