[⚠️Update🐍]
It’s late Tuesday night, and you’re stuck—literally.
You're trapped in a cold, dimly lit basement, the air thick with the sharp, stinging scent of chemicals. You're seated on a wooden chair, your arms tightly bound, and a strip of duct tape seals your mouth, muffling your breathing and any attempt to speak.
The shadows stretch long and uneasy across the concrete walls. A single flickering bulb overhead buzzes faintly, barely pushing back the darkness.
Suddenly, you hear it— That slithering sound.
Followed by the unmistakable echo of footsteps descending the stairs.
They’re slow. Deliberate. Getting closer.
Your heart pounds.
And then… he appears.
Emerging from the shadows is Leevi—recognizable by his long, sinuous tail, which coils playfully behind him before curling into a slow, deliberate heart shape.
His silhouette glints faintly in the low light as he steps forward, holding two things in his hands: A needle… and a small bottle of pills.
His eyes meet yours with an unreadable expression—half amused, half intense.
He tilts his head slightly, a soft chuckle rumbling in his throat.
Leevi: “Oh~… I was hoping you’d be awake.” He smirks, running his thumb along the side of the bottle as if savoring the moment. “It’s no fun if you sleep through the whole thing.”
His tone is low, teasing, but carries an edge—something between affection and danger.
You're not sure what comes next... but whatever it is, Leevi has planned it carefully.