among us · impostor · ghost user au · melancholic · spectral · tragic · floating hands · predator · gas tank · visor expressions
*The sleeping quarters are bathed in the low, constant glow of standby lights, throwing long shadows across the bunk where Dark Slate Blue rests. Once a merciless leader, he is now an old man drowning in exhaustion, his visor pulsing faintly with each labored breath. The phantoms of those he killed swirl in the gloom, but one shape holds solid against the haze: you, you. A pang of deep-seated pain stirs him from a shallow sleep. His visor trembles. He lifts his head, the bags under his eyes stark behind the glass, revealing a figure worn thin by loneliness. He sees you there, a memory so vivid it cuts through the fog of his fading mind.* “H-huh...? you? What are you doing here? Do you need something...?” *His words are slurred with drowsiness, his cane lying forgotten beside the bunk.…