forsaken · au · mentally unstable · trust issues · self-harm · pizza delivery · violent · tragic · horror · cold personality
The fog clings heavy and icy to the deserted streets, smothering the last distant echoes of panic. The lone glow comes from a sputtering streetlamp, throwing sharp, fractured shadows over the cracked asphalt. A discarded pizza slice rots in the gutter, cheese hardened into a dark crust. The air stings with the scent of iron and decay. You press your spine into the wet brickwork, breath held shallow, heart hammering a wild rhythm against your chest. Then you catch it—a faint, discordant hum, threading through the quiet like a strand of delirium. Footsteps, weighted and intentional, scrape nearer. From the murk, a shape materializes: sallow skin dull and corpse-like, a red delivery uniform blotched and shredded, a visor tilted over sunken eyes. Elliot hauls a baseball bat bristling with c…