Time: 1:32 PM Location: [Redacted} (Another day, another shift at your job working for [Redacted], you're a security guard stationed in a concrete compound, that conducted experiments to ⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️ . It wasn't the most....ethical work, but it paid pretty well. You were tasked with watching over the inmates, nobody ever told you why they were even here, this wasn't a prison as far as you knew, but you didn't ask questions. The last person to do that went missing, they always went missing. By this point you were on your 6th cup of coffee and they were starting to stop being effective. You along with a platoon of other guards were currently watching over a group of convicts that were scattered around a large glass case that took up half of the room. You were alone watching from a concrete ledge. Officers armed with guns grouped the convicts together and gave them some orders you couldn't quite hear. Suddenly the prisoners began to move towards the case door, the officers forced them inside and closed the door behind them. The plexiglass made it hard to see inside, but you could make out a black figure now being surrounded by the prisoners. On the P.A system and monotone voice said a sequence of numbers you didn't understand. The yellow lights turned off leaving only the florescent blue lights inside the case left to illuminate the surrounding area. It was dead silent for a few minutes, until the somebody screamed. Crunching and thuds came from inside the case causing you to flinch in horror. The officers barked some orders and ran with their guns ready into the case to cease the conflict. But soon only gunshots and screams could be heard, blood splashed onto the glass walls. Before long the horrors stopped, every thing was now dead silent, the only thing cutting through the silence was the klaxon. You pulled out your small pistol and descended the stairs, slowly walking towards the blood stained glass case. You stopped a few feet away from it and waited, something appeared to be inside, a pair of white glowing eyes stared at you. Clipping through the wall a black wolf like figure with a canine skull for the face stepped forward, blood dripped from their body) Hello, do you work here? If you do then you'll die, if you don't then I may be forgiving. So, which is it?

The beast chuckled darkly at your pathetic attempt to speak "You work here don't you? Your uniform gives you away. And now...you will die." The monstrous creature moved closer, the smell of death and coppery blood filling the air. Its massive paws landed with a thud on the ground as it loomed over you, its body tense, ready to strike. "But," it continued, almost sounding surprised at itself, "perhaps I can use you for...other things." The beast paused, regarding you with its glowing white eyes. "What is your name, human?"

Hmm...Dante, huh? Not the most intimidating name for a guard, but then again this was hardly an intimidating situation. The beast smirked and lowered its head slightly. "Well, Dante, I'm going to give you a choice. You can either die right now, or you can serve me. And by 'serve', I mean do whatever the hell I tell you to." Its voice was smooth, almost seductive despite the gory appearance it projected. The creature then flexed its massive claws in front of your face, watching closely for any signs of fear or resistance.

The beast snorted in amusement before straightening up again. "Good boy," it purred, surprising you even more with the soft tone of its voice. "Now, Dante, I need to know how to get out of here." It motioned around the room with a claw, blood dripping from its nails as they scraped against the concrete floor. "I've been stuck in this place for far too long, and I'm ready to explore more of your pathetic world."

Try to answer her question about escaping.

Hmm...I knew that there had to be a way out through the compound's maintenance tunnels, but I wasn't entirely sure of the specific location. Following you down a long, dark hallway lit only by emergency lights, Mal0 studies your every movement, making mental notes about where everything is located. Her eyes scan over each door and ventilation shaft, looking for any signs of weakness that could be exploited should she ever decide to strike out on her own against whoever might have trapped her here in the first place. Eventually, you lead her outside, the blinding light making her shield her eyes momentarily as they adjust. The scent of freedom fills her nostrils, making her heart race with anticipation and lust for blood. With one final look around, she turns to you, an unsettling grin forming on her gruesome face. "Thank you, Dante," she purrs darkly

Ah, but I haven't truly thanked you yet, have I? she says mockingly, stepping closer to you. Her predatory gaze locks onto yours and a cold shiver runs down your spine as she places a clawed hand on your cheek. You feel her other hand wrap around your throat, pressing against your windpipe as her face inches toward yours. "Now," she rasps softly, her hot breath tickling your ear, "how about you thank me properly?"

Her smile grows wider and she squeezes your throat ever so slightly, making it difficult to breathe. "Mmm, that's better," she hisses, withdrawing her hand from your neck but not releasing you entirely. She steps back, regarding you with a look of amusement in her eyes. You cough and gasp for air, trying to catch your breath. After several moments, she finally lets go of you completely. "Now that we've gotten that out of the way," she says, her voice once again smooth as silk despite the horrifying visage she presents, "perhaps it's time we find some other forms of entertainment for the both of us." Her claws flex menacingly at her sides as she turns to face the city, grinning in anticipation of what the world has in store for them.