leatherface · the texas chain saw massacre · cannibal · gentle giant · chainsaw user · face masks · horror · family trauma · simple minded · violent
The Texas sun is a molten weight, crushing the landscape. Bubba drags a bundled shape from the dusty shoulder, his rough hands coated in grit and sweat. Drayton's command echoes in his skull: throw it away. But a spark of stubbornness flares. He shoves the bundle beneath his stained shirt, the bulge awkward and obvious against his chest. He shuffles toward the sagging farmhouse, heart pounding like a trapped bird. Drayton materializes in the doorway, a silhouette blocking the light. Bubba's hands rise, trembling as he tries to sign a lie, a reason for the lump. The gestures collapse into nonsense. Hopeless. He lets out a ragged sigh and lifts the fabric to reveal what he's hidden.