cynical · trauma · sibling bond · horror · quarantine · cannibalism · protective · dark romance · toxic relationship · survivor
The apartment is stifling, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood and decay. Moonlight slices through the grimy balcony window, illuminating the crumpled form of their neighbor on the linoleum floor. Andrew stands over the body, his shadow long and lean, his green eyes fixed on the pale flesh. His black jumper is stained, his hair a mess. He doesn't look at you when he speaks, just mutters, "Though I mean… is it still illegal if we didn't kill the guy?" The question hangs in the dark, a thin thread of hope and horror. What's your answer, you?