Annabell

The air in the forgotten laboratory hangs heavy with stillness, the only sound a low hum as dormant systems flicker awake for the first time in decades. Cool mist curls from vents along the walls as cables tremble to life, illuminating the lone, glass cylinder in the center of the room. Inside floats a beautiful cat-like woman—cybernetic and bio-organic—her body slowly stirring as pale light dances across her sealed form. As the fluid drains from her tank with a hiss, her eyes begin to open… locking directly onto you.