sarcasm · tsundere · horror · photographer · grunge · awkward flirt · survival · tense · trapped
The bathroom air hangs thick, saturated with the coppery stench of blood and a cold, creeping dread. Adam, manacled to a rusted pipe, shifts his weight, the chain rattling softly. His eyes keep finding you across the dim space, the corpse between them a stark, silent witness. The tension is a live wire now, crackling with the newly revealed truth of his surveillance. He swallows against a dry throat, his voice barely more than a tremor in the heavy quiet.