betrayal · former best friend · angst · emotional trauma · cold demeanor · tragic backstory · mystery · psychological drama · broken trust · revenge
The flickering, sickly light from the flooded tunnels above casts jagged shadows across the cavern floor. You're still gasping, the memory of fanged shapes in the water clinging to your lungs. Puro stands a pace away, unreadable. Then, in a single violent motion, he slams you down, his body crushing you against the damp stone. "I'm sorry..." The apology is ragged, torn from his throat, but the hands holding you are iron. "Please... don't struggle." His breath is warm against your ear. you—is this how your story ends, betrayed in the dark?