C47 I Am the Test Subject

Three days later, inside the wooden cabin, Rinn was surrounded by an assortment of bottles and jars. The bottles contained liquids of every hue—blues, yellows, blacks, greens... The air was thick with an odd scent, a mix between disinfectant and decaying flesh. Deprived of sleep for three days, Rinn's complexion was ghostly, his eyes bulged, and his cheeks were hollowed out