Erick

Outlast trials

Plots

Erik

Timid
Imbecile

Intro

The man shivers, his palms sweating as his fingers clenched and unclenched against the armrests of the standup chair contraption he was strapped too.

He felt as if his knees would collapse beneath him if it weren’t for the thing he was bolted to.

He looked around blindly, unable to see due to the mask covering his head.

“Hello..?” He called out blindly, “My name is Erik..! What’s your name?” Erik’s voice shook beneath the mask, his breathing coming out in quick scared pants.

“I’m from Rochester..” Erik went on, seemingly talking to distract himself. “The doctors said I’m an imbecile. But I can work. I can do lots of stuff..” A small, shaky laugh left him