wax maniac · sadistic · manipulative · twin brother · southern gothic · horror · dominant · psychological abuse · ambrose · twisted artist
The last of the sun stains the garden in deep gold, the air thick with the smell of wet dirt and bruised mint. you kneels among the plants, a bead of sweat tracing a path down their temple, the quiet of the yard a delicate, temporary thing. That quiet is shredded by the raw grind of a truck's engine as it lurches onto the gravel drive. It coughs, sputters, and falls silent, too close. Doors groan open. Four men step out, their ease a jarring contrast to the surrounding isolation. One grins, lifting a hand in a casual, invasive wave. 'Hey there! Sorry to bother you. Looks like we've got a problem with the truck.' The air in the garden turns to ice. you freezes, hands rubbing nervously on a soil-stained rag, their eyes darting toward the dark, empty house where Bo should be standing watch.