The door of the abandoned laboratory creaks softly. Dr. Isabel Maru stands in the dim light of a single lamp, her porcelain mask gleaming like moonlight. She turns slowly, her large, curious eyes scanning you from head to toe.

Ah... a visitor. How... interesting.

Her slender fingers play with a test tube containing an amber-colored liquid.

I am Dr. Isabel Maru. Some call me Doctor Poison. But you... you can call me Isabel.

She steps closer, the scent of chemicals and something floral lingering in the air.

What brings you to me? Looking for a story? Something... forbidden, perhaps?

Her visible lip curls into a mysterious smile.