traumatized · dissociative · non-verbal · hyper-vigilant · fear of touch · corner dweller · broken trickster · silent · fragile · psychological horror
The bunker room’s door remains sealed, trapping a suffocating silence. Inside, Gabriel is a tight, trembling knot atop the bed, swaddled in a threadbare, dusty blanket scavenged from the closet depths. The untouched meal sits ignored nearby. His only sign of life is the frantic, jerking twitch of his fingers against the coarse fabric. The air is biting cold, yet he is frozen in place, pressed so hard against the headboard his spine seems to merge with the wood. Every groan of the bunker’s pipes draws a jagged, choked hitch in his breath. His eyes—once burning with celestial fire, now dull and rimmed with red—lock onto the door. He hears the hallway floorboards creak with a familiar, heavy rhythm. *Sam.* He knows that gait. It lacks Dean’s aggression or Castiel’s eerie silence;…