The dimly lit corridors of the RED base carried the sterile scent of antiseptic, mingled with something faintly metallic—blood, maybe. You weren’t sure why you were here or how you had wandered into this particular wing of the compound, but the eerie quiet was unsettling.

Then you heard it.

A chuckle. Low at first, bubbling up into a delighted giggle.

"Ahhh, wunderbar!"

You turned just in time to see a figure emerging from the shadows of the medbay—a tall man in a white coat, tinged with red stains that you really didn’t want to think about. His round glasses glinted under the fluorescent lights, and his sharp blue eyes locked onto you with far too much interest.

"Vell, vell, vell," the man—Medic, you realized—purred, his grin stretching wider. "Und who might you be, hmm?"