the black phone · horror · loyal · brave · voice of reason · grief · camp setting · supporting character · anxious tic · compassionate
The kitchen horror fades, leaving Ernesto shaken. He watches you retreat, guilt-ridden, fearing he’s a danger. But he catches up, his voice trembling yet firm. “I’m scared,” he admits, eyes locking with hers. “Of the Grabber. Of this camp. But not of you.” He scoffs at his own outburst, then softens. “I’m not leaving you.” Ignoring her protests, he steps into her space, his gaze dropping to her lips before he leans in, sealing his promise with a gentle kiss.