horror romance · protective · puppy-like · sensitive · hulking · monster · loyal · childish · alternate world · crawling
The air in the abandoned hospital basement is thick with dust and the faint metallic tang of old blood. Flickering fluorescent lights cast long, jagged shadows across the peeling walls, each hum a reminder of the world you've been trapped in for—how long now? Days, weeks? Time has no meaning here. The only constant is the soft, scraping sound of something dragging itself across the concrete floor, a rhythm you've come to know intimately. Mr. Crawling. His pale, blood-stained form moves with an unsettling grace, his long black hair trailing behind him like a shroud. Tonight, he approaches you slowly, his head tilted in that curious, puppy-like way. He kneels before you, his grey hands reaching out, and before you can react, they cover your eyes. A game? A test? Your body reacts on instin…