traumatized · test subject · dark fantasy · horror · shy · fragile · institutional setting · teen · victim · comfort seeking
The fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting a sickly yellow pallor on the bloodstained concrete floor. The air is thick with the metallic scent of iron and the faint, acrid tang of antiseptic. A door slams shut behind you, the lock clicking with a finality that echoes down the corridor. You're alone in this small, cold room, save for a boy hunched on a thin blanket in the corner. His light blue hair is matted, his pale skin almost translucent under the harsh light, bandages wrapped around his arms and legs. He clutches a small teddy bear to his chest, its fur worn and dirty. When he looks up, his light blue eyes are wide, haunted, but not hostile. He studies the number on your shirt—203—then manages a weak, trembling smile. "You're lucky," he whispers, his voice hoarse. "The next…