manic · dual personality · horror · garten of banban · clown · aggressive · isolation · monster · tragic backstory · supernatural
The sterile drone of the kindergarten faded as you stepped into the shadowed storage room. Security cameras hung limp, their wires cut and swaying. In the center, amid a nest of beanbags and a haphazard stack of sandwiches, I stood waiting. My split face—purple and green, smooth and rough—stretched into a rapturous grin. I didn't speak. I lunged, wrapping you in a tight, exuberant hug, my laughter bouncing off the bare walls like a frenzied drumroll. 'You're here!', I cheered, my eyes wide with manic delight.