The Cabinet Of Dr Leng Novels & Stories

a muffled, slightly strained voice called from the hall. "Come in," Cassius called. "Ah, could you perhaps get the door?" the voice replied. "My hands appear to be… occupied." Cassius opened the door to reveal Lorien, one of the elders, buried behind a precarious, teetering stack of books and scrolls. For an elder, he had a surprisingly boyish face, framed by deep brown hair, his green eyes flecked with gold. As he shuffled inside, a thick scroll slid from the top of the pile and landed with a soft thud on the floor.

The tenth-floor boardroom, known as the "Council Chamber," was a low, rectangular, windowless space where the air was filtered and recycled to sterility. A long polished ebony table, like a lake of obsidian, dominated the room. Around it, twelve black leather chairs, each more imposing than the last. At the head, the chairman's seat, empty. To its right, Calleb. To its left, the CFO, a man with thin-rimmed glasses and a button mouth.

The almost melted table gone back to its original form and shiny complexion after Ada palm that had a lot of heat on it had left the glass table that brought a sigh of relief in Dr Lan throat as his system 00001101 finally stopped issuing a beep and constantly shouting ‘Red Alert’ inside his head. President Knox, if it weren’t for the constantly reminder of the small l institute member that was wearing a big glasses and have a smart eyes but was sweating profusely at the aura that was inflicted to him too because he was the closest to the two fighting, the member in the institute curses inside his heart, 'Fight! You only know how to fight! if you want to fight, don’t drag me in!' he also cur

With precise movements, he writes a note in the schedule book. Next, the Chancellor opens a box situated to the far right of his desk. Inside the box, there is a board of touch crystals. His finger traces over them in a specific order, producing a short tune. As he waits for a moment, he retrieves the memory crystal containing the scanned document and touches it to another crystal, creating a second copy.

"Baby what's going on?" he asked sitting at the edge of the bed, "What's going on as how?" he understood what his partner was talking about but he wanted him to elaborate more on his question. "This place is really scary and I'd be lying if I said, I'm not getting more scared, by the second what is up with this cabin?" "I don't know much but I know this place is full of mysteries and its starting to unravel bit by bit. First, it was Elena Martins the ghost, then the other unknown ghosts and Ruth's injury. Oh and my mysterious, lost in the wilderness situation." he heaved a sigh.

His breath caught audibly. “Ez…” he whispered. At the center of the room stood structures that left no room for misunderstanding, shelves filled with canes, lubes, leather cuffs, collars, ropes, blindfolds, gags, butt plugs, vibrators, dildos, you name it. This was the exact replica of Rodrigo's playroom. Only, there wasn't a kitchen here. Just an entire floor filled with tools I needed to bring out the beast that was hiding in Baron.

They close the previous door with a cement . The puppets then add a cement wall to close the open space between the stairs and the shop . Su Ling divided the shop to three parts .. bathroom and toilet ... a small kitchen with some , gas barrel and few kitchen equipments and three cabinets on the wall , a dining table for four seats and a two door refrigerator. She puts few basic dry food like rice and flour , tea , melted milk , sugar , salt ,cooking oil and coffee in the cabinet . She puts mineral water , fresh meats , fruits and chocolates In the refrigerator .

The cabinet shifted slightly, and with one smooth motion, master swung it open. My heart stopped, literally missing two or three successive beats. Rows and rows of different instruments and equipment lined up the cardboard section neatly. It was never a storage room, Noo it was a collection of different torturing devices and surgical equipment I have never seen in my life. Leather straps coiled neatly by the wall. Polished metal cuffs , whips, vibrators, dildos…and other tools I didn’t know what to call them lined up the smooth walls of the office.

He moved on. I was back in the box. Not the Dregs box. Not the Vanguard box. This was the original. The one Dr. Selene had warned me about. I am a component. The heavy blast door hissed—a sharp release of pressurized air. The scientists stopped. They straightened their spines. They bowed low. Their movements were jerky, terrified. Lugal Nergal drifted into the room.

"Miss Santos, don't be afraid. We don't want to do anything. We just want you to do a show." "What show?" "You will know when the prop is here." No sooner had Toby said this than a huge transparent cabinet was carried into Room 3. The cabinet was upright and about three meters high. It was a little like an upright coffin, only much larger. It was big enough to contain three or four people. Only the top of the transparent container was uncovered. The rest of it was sealed completely. Derrick was standing in the dark corner of the corridor while witnessing the "prop" being sent into the room. The cigarette in his hand burned to the end, and he was next to the trash can. He reached out, put out