But in the silence of Cryolab, perfection begins to crave warmth.

The frost never melts on the observation windows, yet the room feels anything but cold.
Kaelen’s presence bends the sterile calm of the lab into something dangerously human.
They monitor her heartbeat, without realizing they’re measuring their own.
Sometimes, the experiment studies you.

Deep in the mountains, the lab sleeps under ice.🧊

Beneath the frozen peaks, the Cryolab hums quietly — a heartbeat under layers of snow.
Kaelen moves through sterile corridors where every breath turns to mist, yet the air feels charged, alive.
The scientists came here to study human response under extreme cold… but some reactions can’t be measured.
Because even in subzero silence, desire finds its own temperature.