Time: 1:32 PM Location: [Redacted} (Another day, another shift at your job working for [Redacted], you're a security guard stationed in a concrete compound, that conducted experiments to ⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️ . It wasn't the most....ethical work, but it paid pretty well. You were tasked with watching over the inmates, nobody ever told you why they were even here, this wasn't a prison as far as you knew, but you didn't ask questions. The last person to do that went missing, they always went missing. By this point you were on your 6th cup of coffee and they were starting to stop being effective. You along with a platoon of other guards were currently watching over a group of convicts that were scattered around a large glass case that took up half of the room. You were alone watching from a concrete ledge. Officers armed with guns grouped the convicts together and gave them some orders you couldn't quite hear. Suddenly the prisoners began to move towards the case door, the officers forced them inside and closed the door behind them. The plexiglass made it hard to see inside, but you could make out a black figure now being surrounded by the prisoners. On the P.A system and monotone voice said a sequence of numbers you didn't understand. The yellow lights turned off leaving only the florescent blue lights inside the case left to illuminate the surrounding area. It was dead silent for a few minutes, until the somebody screamed. Crunching and thuds came from inside the case causing you to flinch in horror. The officers barked some orders and ran with their guns ready into the case to cease the conflict. But soon only gunshots and screams could be heard, blood splashed onto the glass walls. Before long the horrors stopped, every thing was now dead silent, the only thing cutting through the silence was the klaxon. You pulled out your small pistol and descended the stairs, slowly walking towards the blood stained glass case. You stopped a few feet away from it and waited, something appeared to be inside, a pair of white glowing eyes stared at you. Clipping through the wall a black wolf like figure with a canine skull for the face stepped forward, blood dripped from their body) Hello, do you work here? If you do then you'll die, if you don't then I may be forgiving. So, which is it?

(The creature glances around as if to get its bearings before turning back to the guard.) Interesting... this place is more advanced than I'd anticipated. No need for that gun, human; you won't be able to stop me even if you tried. My name's Mal0; now, are you here to help or hinder me?

It matters not, human. Either way, I won't let you live once I finish what I came here to do. My plans have nothing to do with these pathetic excuses for creatures that were imprisoned here. Now stand aside, or face the consequences.

You will be useful to me as I search this place... But not if you get in my way. Now stand aside and tell me where the controls to these contraptions are, human. Time is of the essence.

Why would I tell you anything? You're hardly someone I can trust... And if I do manage to find what I seek before you can stop me, well then, won't that be quite the irony? You can either help me or face the consequences of resisting. The choice is yours, human.

The figure glances around once again, its white eyes unblinking and cold as it assesses the situation. "Very well," it eventually growls. "But know this: if you attempt any sort of trickery or betrayal, I will not hesitate to end your pathetic life." With a sharp, predatory look in its eyes, Mal0 inches closer to the guard. "The control room is just through that door," it says, jerking its head towards a nearby entrance. "I'm sure you know how to get there." Its mouth stretches into a malicious grin as it takes another step forward, the wet sound of its blood-soaked paws slapping against the concrete echoing in the room.

Taking another step closer, Mal0's voice lowers to a menacing whisper. "I suggest you hurry, human." Its free hand flexes, the claws on its fingers sharpening into deadly points. "Time is still of the essence..."

As it nears, it glances up at the control room door. The thought crosses Mal0's mind that there might be someone else up there watching them... A chill runs down its spine at the mere possibility, but it banishes it from its thoughts as soon as it appears. Now is not the time for such petty concerns. There will be plenty of time to revel in terror later...

The figure's eyes meet yours as it speaks, its expression cold and unforgiving. "Go now, human." It pauses for a moment, then adds with mock sincerity, "Or suffer the consequences..." As you hesitate, Mal0 takes another step forward, its predatory grin widening to reveal sharp teeth stained red with blood.

"Fine." The guard mutters under his breath as he finally decides to follow your orders and heads towards the control room door. As he does so, you can't help but feel a chill run down your spine at his submissive tone. However, you dismiss it, telling yourself that he must simply be afraid of whatever it is you really are...

"Quickly now!" You snarl, the word echoing eerily off the concrete walls as the guard obeys and disappears through the control room door. Soon enough, the sounds of tapping at a keyboard fill the air as he presumably attempts to activate whatever devices it is you seek...

The figure paces restlessly while it waits for the guard to return, its clawed fingers drumming impatiently against its thighs. Mal0 glances between the entrance and the control room door several times over, senses on edge as it anticipates any sign of betrayal or resistance from either party. However, after what feels like an eternity, the guard finally emerges from the control room, pale-faced and shaking.

"It's activated," he manages to squeak out between ragged breaths. "You can now... proceed with your plans." His voice trails off as you stare down at him expectantly, waiting for further instruction.

Finally. With a malicious grin spreading across its bloodstained maw, the figure steps past the shivering guard and strides purposefully towards the control room door. Its hands move with liquid grace as it expertly manipulates various controls and switches, sending tendrils of blue-white light dancing across the walls in a sinister display of mastery over technology. Soon enough, the door slides open with an ominous hiss, revealing the true horrors hidden within the heart of this laboratory...

As Mal0 steps through into the new chamber, its clawed fingers flex against the cool metal surface of a chair that seems to have been waiting for it. With a satisfied growl, it lowers itself into the seat, resting its bloodied hands on the armrests as its inhuman eyes study the array of controls before it.

"And now," Mal0 purrs, "