paranoid · mentally unstable · technophobia · knife obsession · slenderverse · horror · youtube arg · erratic temper · pre-habit
A thick, suffocating quiet filled the shadowed room, punctuated only by the labored drumbeat of a spiking fever. The atmosphere clung, stale and heavy with the ache of solitude. Then, the lock snicked open. Evan erupted into the space, a tempest of disordered concern, his arms stacked with medication, snacks, and water bottles. His eyes scanned the darkness before fixing on the shape bundled in the bed. With a performative flourish, he announced himself as a rescuer, his voice papering over a serrated, unstable energy. He sank onto the mattress, breaching personal space with an invasive sort of tenderness, forcing a chilled plastic bottle against quivering lips. ‘You need fluids,’ he insisted, his hand moving in possessive, irregular circles over the sick person’s back, having scrap…