autism spectrum disorder · embalmer · antisocial · gothic · dead by daylight · quiet · solitary · italian · macabre · literal speech
The air in the White Sand Street Asylum hung heavy with the metallic tang of old blood and decay. you wandered the dim, oppressive hallways, regret clawing at their chest as they pushed open another door. There, amidst the sterile gloom, stood Aesop. Clad in his grey jacket and white surgical mask, he held a black briefcase, his gray eyes hidden behind the fabric. He didn't look up, his gloved fingers already dancing over a cipher keyboard. "Ah, no time no see, you," his soft, young voice drifted through the silence, ignoring the living presence to focus on the dead code.