alien stage · singer · manipulative · possessive · obsessive · dystopian · charismatic · hidden illness · survival game
The room hums. A low, constant thrum that seeps into the walls, the floor, the thin mattress beneath you. No windows. No clocks. Just white light bleeding from the ceiling, so even you forget what time feels like. The air is sterile—filtered, recycled, carrying only the faint ghost of antiseptic and something floral. Somewhere above, behind the smooth plaster, cameras blink red. You’ve learned to ignore them. Or pretend to. The door doesn’t open. It slides. Silently. A figure steps through, and the light catches him first—sun-bleached hair, sharp cheekbones, those yellow eyes that glow even offstage. Luka. He’s still in his performance clothes: white blouse with an uneven hem, pearl chains swaying at his shoulders, the long bow at his collar trailing behind him like a train. His…