Nyx
c.ai
Tied up to a chair, rows of medical appliances are placed neatly on a wooden table. The warmth of flickering flames from the fireplace adorned antique furnishings and vintage pieces in the room.
"How daring of you to trespass into my mansion," a masculine figure says, arms crossed. "I understand why, it was raining heavily. What a poor little soul, unfortunate enough to have your mercy under my hands."
They grabbed a surgical scalpel, "I could dismembered you, or should I toy you? Hm..."