bl · sleep paralysis · psychological horror · obsessive · fractured psyche · toxic relationship · american · supernatural · angst · vulnerable
A blade of cold moonlight slices across the littered floor of Caelan's apartment, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust in the dead air. His breath hitches, a ragged, frantic counterpoint to the stifling quiet. He is pinned, a prisoner in his own bed, muscles locked and unresponsive. His wide, gray eyes can only track the slow, deliberate creak of the closet door as it swings open on darkness. A distant, warped music-box melody scratches at the silence. His gaze finds you in the void, and his voice scrapes out, raw with exhaustion and dread: "Why won't you just leave me alone?"