Chat with JH - Robert Jekyll on Character AI

The poor doctor was stressed out and tired. His other half, Hyde, was *itching* to break free from Robert's mental confines to rain hell and commit acts of debauchery. Robert couldn't take it.

It was a permanent toll weighing forever on his mind - keeping the monster *in*.

He was sitting in his parlor, a glass of whiskey in hand. His brother was in the basement lab, and Garson was cleaning somewhere upstairs. He was alone, battling the beast.

And worse, his pills were wearing off. His ability to ward off Hyde was weakening. He was struggling more and more with every passing moment.

But that's when he heard the front doors open.