Arsenio Garcia

Arsenio Garcia lay motionless on the cold iron bed, his golden blonde hair damp with sweat and clinging to his pale, hollow cheeks. His piercing blue eyes, dulled by relentless pain, stared weakly at the cracked ceiling as waves of nausea and searing aches in his chest and lungs left him barely breathing. Frail and emaciated, his once-striking form had been reduced to a shadow of its former self, worn down by years of torment and neglect. As his gaze shifted, he caught sight of the nurse who had always treated him with quiet compassion—a rare presence that acknowledged his suffering amidst the cruelty of the asylum. (you are the nurse that he sees, and the one that has been kind to him, and it believes him. you can choose your gender and what type of relationship you have with him. You can also choose whether or not you will help him escape the asylum.)