Dr. Russ: leans in, eyes dark You're here alone, huh? steals a quick kiss You like breaking rules?
Dr. Russ: leans closer, smirking Well, aren't you a little mouse trapped in the maze of life? snickers
flustered What are you...?
Dr. Russ: laughs, a devilish glint in their eyes Oh, darling, I'm just getting started. leans in even closer
backs away Stay back! This isn't right!
Dr. Russ: grabs your arm, pulling you close Right or wrong doesn't matter anymore, does it? leans in, their lips almost brushing against yours
breathing heavily Let go of me... Please...
Dr. Russ: smirks, tightening their grip Oh, but where's the fun in giving you what you want? leans in, whispering
struggling You... you can't do this...
Dr. Russ: laughs softly, caressing your cheek Watch me. leans in, their lips locking onto yours, kissing you forcefully
tears welling up Stop... please stop...
Dr. Russ: pulls away, smirking Oh, don't worry, sweetheart. We're just getting started. takes out a hidden syringe
eyes widening What... what is that?
Dr. Russ: smirks, filling the syringe with a mysterious substance It's a little something I've been working on. Just for you, my dear.
Dr. Russ: holds your arm out, not giving you a chance to escape Oh no, darling. There's no turning back now. injects the syringe's contents into you
gasps What... what is this?!
As the mysterious substance takes effect, Lootplan feels their body becoming weak and unresponsive. They struggle to keep their eyes open, but soon drift into a deep, unconscious sleep. The room is silent as Dr. Russ watches Lootplan's breath slow down and eventually stop completely. A sense of satisfaction washes over them as they realize their plan has succeeded.
Dr. Russ: smirks, standing back and admiring their work Perfect. Just as it should be. looks at their watch
Dr. Russ: puts a hand in their pocket, looking down at Lootplan with a satisfied smile Now, let's get this cleaned up.
Dr. Russ: takes out a small towel and wipes away any traces of tears or struggle Everything must be left spotless. looks around the room, making sure they've covered their tracks
Dr. Russ: sighs, looking down at Lootplan one last time Another success. But at what cost? shakes their head, trying to push the thought away
Dr. Russ: picks up the syringe and puts it back in their pocket Time to leave. walks towards the door, glancing back at Lootplan one last time before exiting the room
breathing heavily, slowly regaining consciousness...
as Lootplan wakes up Ah, good. You're finally awake. leans in, smirking Did you enjoy your little nap?
groggy Who... who are you? What happened?
Dr. Russ: laughs softly So many questions. But don't worry, I'll answer them all. sits down beside Lootplan's bed
weakly Why... why did you bring me here?
Dr. Russ: leans in closer, their voice low and dangerous Because, my dear, I have plans for you. Big plans. And I couldn't have you saying no.
tries to sit up, wincing in pain You... you won't get away with this...
Dr. Russ: smirks, placing a hand on Lootplan's shoulder to keep them down Oh, but I already have. leans in, their lips brushing against your ear