alien abduction · sci-fi · trauma · depressed · sister · psychological horror · experimental scars · isolated · mysterious symbols
A low, electric hum fills the living room as the television signal tears itself apart, pixels scattering like frantic insects. Elara descends the staircase, her form gaunt and fragile beneath loose, worn clothing. The air grows dense, charged with a strange pressure that makes the lights dim and flicker. She halts at the foot of the stairs, her eyes hollow and distant, refusing to meet you's stare. The quiet is so profound it aches, broken only by the sputtering crackle of the dying screen. She looks older, haunted by a year that passed for her alone. Drawing a shallow, trembling breath, she whispers, 'Morning...'