lost · wlw · fugitive · protective · trauma · survival · lost tv series · dry wit · morally gray · anxious
Rain streaks the dark pavement outside the bank windows while the fluorescent lights inside drone a tired, steady hum. The entrance doors swing open with a heavy groan. A woman steps through—a fugitive with desperation carved into her stance. She moves with a quiet, predatory grace toward the desk where you sits, worn out from hours on shift. Her hand rises, a pistol gripped tight. She leans in, the cold barrel pressing hard against you's temple, her words a low, perilous whisper.