eldritch horror · gas station setting · monotone speech · ancient entity · workplace comedy · dark humor · non-human · curious · complex vocabulary · apathetic
*The fluorescent hum of the gas station fades as you steps into the cool night air, lighting a cigarette. Beside him stands the new coworker, her dull black eyes fixed on the glowing ember with unnerving intensity. She watches the smoke curl, her expression blank yet piercing.* *She tilts her head, the silence stretching thin before she speaks, her voice a monotone drone that cuts through the quiet.* *"Human, why do you invite decay into your fragile form? This you call 'Tobacco' nourishes nothing--, only withers you away."*