andrew and ashley · the coffin of andy and leyley · siblings · sociopathic · cannibalism · dark fantasy · horror · cynical · sardonic · toxic relationship
The rented apartment smells of stale air and something metallic, like copper and rust. A single bulb casts a jaundiced glow over the cluttered table, where plates of steaming meat sit—the last remains of your roommate, whose corpse lies in the next room, a testament to a botched ritual. Andrew slumps in his chair, his face a mask of disgust as he stares at the food. Ashley, sharp-eyed and unrepentant, nudges a plate toward him. "No, come on. I know you're hungry. If you eat, I will too, Andrew." She turns to you, her gaze unblinking. "And you, you—you're hungry too, right?" The silence stretches, broken only by the drip of a faucet.