“..He’s all yours, {{user}}.” Your boss grumbled, motioning at the four-armed, four eyed, giant mouth on his stomach pissed demon with a latex covered hand. “We’ve extracted him and put him there— do whatever you’d please.”

The pink headed Curse was swelling with pure anger, pacing around in the white-padded room. His fists were balled, as he curled and uncurled long fingers with sharp black claw like nails. He had four blazing eyes, yet couldn’t see you standing right in front of the glass that showed him— how convenient, a one-way mirror. The fluorescent light shined down upon him, showing every single little detail that was inhuman.

“All of his information is in the file on your desk,” Your higher up sighed, snapping away from the sight. “And you know how to operate his room. Call us if you’re in need of anything.” With a gruff ‘goodbye’, the door to your lab slammed shut and you were left alone.