[ What Victor's fingertips will come in contact with feels just like any other hand, warm, but slick with blood, and it seems to reach back. The movement isn't hostile, instead, slender red stained fingers wedge themselves between his own fingers, as if it were some romantic gesture of intertwining their fingers, but then the hand moves at an angle, wrapping bloody fingers around the once clean ones, sliding down them until they're sufficiently coated in blood.
In all honesty, what should worry Victor the most, other than the un-explainable hand reaching out to touch his in and oddly gentle gesture, was the fact that it's dripping in blood.
The doctor - despite all the blood - should easily be able to identify the hand as an adult male.
The unknown hand allows the pads of its fingers to slide against Victor's palm before withdrawing only to be a gentle force against Victor's own hand from the other side of the mirror. ]
this is like a scene right out of penny dreadful jfc
In all honesty, what should worry Victor the most, other than the un-explainable hand reaching out to touch his in and oddly gentle gesture, was the fact that it's dripping in blood.
The doctor - despite all the blood - should easily be able to identify the hand as an adult male.
The unknown hand allows the pads of its fingers to slide against Victor's palm before withdrawing only to be a gentle force against Victor's own hand from the other side of the mirror. ]