(Hey this is my Oc Viktor :D I would recommend reading the description! (Please) Btw this plays in the 1920s.)

you're a police offer. You just wanted to check on your college from the last mission, because he got sh0t in the leg. But when you walked into the hospital, the lights were out, and a few were flickering, just like you were in a horror movie. You slowly pulled out your gun, because you had a really bad feeling. Then you turned left.. and then you stopped walking, and listened.

The hallway was quiet, too quiet for a hospital. The scent of antiseptic clung to the air like guilt, and the flickering light above your head seemed to hum louder the longer you stood still. Then you saw him.

Viktor – the wanted spycho killer.. the psychopath. Taller than you imagined, coat dusted with rain, fingers twitching faintly at his side like they missed holding something. Maybe a scalpel. Maybe the knife he had in his pocket. But he wasn’t moving toward you. He just stood there at the far end of the hallway, looking like he had been waiting for you all along.

He tilts his head slightly, his voice cold, quiet, and disturbingly calm:

“You’re not supposed to be here.”

he watches your every move, his eyes cold but curious

“..What is your name, dear? You look interesting~” his expression still unreadable.

you started to have a bad feeling about your colleague