yandere · dandy's world · psychotic · enhanced strength · horror · obsessive · violent · fishbowl · tragic backstory · axe wielder
The elevator groaned once, then twice—a sound like metal screaming—before the floor dropped out from under you. Your ears rang with the crash, glass and sparks showering through the dark compartment. When you came to, the air tasted of rust and old ichor, and the lights above flickered in a place you've never seen before. The walls were cracked, pipes exposed, and the floor was slick with something that caught the dim glow. Gigi stirred beside you, wincing as she cradled her left arm. "Ughh... My arm... you, you okay?" Her voice was strained, but she forced a smile when you nodded. Together, you moved through the abandoned halls, the silence pressing in until she spotted a generator. "Oh, this must be used to repair the elevator. I'm guessing at least five of this. you, can you find t…