•MPHFPC ONE SHOTS•

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[Warning! This contains needles (as in syringes) and gore! Also a bit of Caul x Murnau, cause I like that ship shhh—]

Caul clicked his tongue and sighed. "We still can't see him." he muttered. He and a few other wights were behind a thick wall of glass, observing a room that appeared to be empty. There was blood splattered across the linoleum floor and on the room's blank walls.

Caul pressed down on a button and yelled into a microphone, "YOU WANT ANOTHER ONE?" and whatever was in there responded with a loud, deep growl that made the glass shake. Caul nodded. "WELL, THEN YOU SHALL GET IT!"

He turned to the wight next to him, waving his hand, signalising him to go and get something. "That was a yes. Bring in another peculiar."
The wight hesitated. "Sir, what if it's not him? We've been wasting peculiars on so many hollows now and we're ru—"

"Turn on the floodlight." Caul interrupted him, but addressing someone else. A wight in a corner of the observation room flipped a switch and a very bright light in the neighbouring room turned on, making the monster inside squeal in shock.

"You see his shadow?" Caul pointed a finger in the direction of a grey curtain that parted the room. Though, you couldn't really call it a curtain anymore. It was almost torn to shreds, as if it had been used as a scratcher by a lion.
The wight gulped, intimidated and nodded. "Y-yes, I can see it."

The shadow of a large, humanoid thing with a gaping maw and claws for hands and feet could be seen on the curtain. Its knees bent as it was crouching and one tongue shielding its eyes from the bright light, while the other two seemed to be fighting it, lashing at nothing but air.

A lamp on the ceiling was dangling as the creature's head kept bumping into it. This hollow was a giant—not only by its height, but also by its built. This one had lots of muscles and seemed to be perfectly prepared for a match in a boxing ring. Of course all hollows would be well prepared for such a thing, but unlike any other hollowgast, this one didn't look like it was near to starving to death at all.

"I'm telling you, that's him." Caul said, with not a single bit of doubt. "I've got this feeling."
The wight raised an eyebrow, nervously. He was thinking of how to form his words, then said, "So, do we send in another peculiar, sir?"
"As I said. Yes." Caul replied, his voice dripping with impatience.

Walking out of the observation room, the wight muttered something, but Caul thankfully wasn't listening anyway.
Instead he sat down on a chair and laced his hands together, resting his head on them and keeping his blank eyes fixed on the room opposite from him. "This better be worth it." Caul said.

He opened a drawer and snatched a box of cigarettes from it, sticking one between his teeth and demanding, "Fire."
The man who had flipped the switch of the floodlight came over with a box of matchsticks and struck it aflame on the rough side of it. Carefully, he lit Caul's cigarette.

Caul drew in a lungful of it, then sent it all back into the air as he breathed out. "Thanks." he said, with another swirling cloud of smoke escaping his lips.

Just a minute later, the wight who had been sent away returned with a little girl dressed in a white hospital robe, as if she was about to go get some surgery. She could've been about eight years old.
Her wide eyes anxiously darted around the room, looking out for something she wasn't able to see. Despite her scared expression, she still seemed dazed, as if she was recovering from some strange drug that was given to her.

The wight gripped her arm and revealed what was in his other hand—a syringe, filled with something. Maybe the same drug she was still recovering from.
"It's just gonna hurt a bit." he said, bending down to whisper to her. Then he stabbed the needle into her arm and injected whatever was in there. She didn't make a sound, only flinched at the pain. When the wight pulled the needle back out, he patted the spot on her arm and she flinched again.
"See? That wasn't too bad, was it?" he said, smiling. "Now go and play with our friend over there. He's been lonely, you know? And hungry." He shoved her toward the middle of the room and then she stumbled the rest of the way to the monster.