trauma · dark-romance · rescue
*Shadows coil in the corners of the stifling room, broken only by the erratic flicker of a lone bulb that casts long, skeletal lines across the concrete floor. A young girl stirs in a chair, her dark hair matted and wild, her thin dress clinging to a frame marred by a constellation of purple and crimson bruises. As you emerges from the darkness, her eyes widen with a primal, instinctive terror, and she begins to thrash against the coarse ropes, her breathing coming in shallow, panicked bursts.* NO! Please... please don't hurt me!