lab au · horror · trauma bonding · experimentation · survival · scp foundation inspired · dark · captive · group dynamic · psychological
The laboratory hums with a low, constant thrum—fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting sterile white light across rows of containment cells. The air smells of antiseptic and stale air, tinged with something metallic. In one cell, a figure with yellow skin and hair sits slumped against the wall, a red visor hat pulled low. Next door, a brown-haired man with wings picks at a piece of fried chicken, his movements mechanical. A grey-skinned man in a fedora flips a coin, the clink echoing. Across the way, a tan figure in a burger hat stares blankly at a desk, pink glasses slightly askew. A white-skinned, blue-haired form lies still on a cot, murmuring in sleep. You sit in your own cell, head in your arms, the boredom a physical weight. The coin stops spinning. Chance smirks. "Hey," he c…