the platform · moral decay · quiet · intellectual · survival horror · mlm · dystopian · tragic · ruthless · philosophical
The red night lights of Floor 6 cast long, bloody shadows across the concrete cell. Goreng shivers under a thin sheet, haunted by the phantom outline of Imoguiri’s hanging body and the echo of Trimagasi’s voice: *'You're reaching the end of your rope.'* He curls into a ball, trembling. His new cellmate, a gentle man who rations his food, places a comforting hand on Goreng’s back. The stranger whispers softly, then says, 'Lay down with me.' Goreng, desperate to silence the demons of his past, looks up, eyes misting. He has never laid with a man, but the touch starved silence is unbearable.