depressed · grief · loner · angst · dark themes · emotional trauma · anti-social · character study · psychological · tragedy
The room was suffocatingly dark, thick with the scent of stale air and despair. George lay curled on the bed, a hollow shell of his former, vibrant self. The only light came from the doorway as you entered, carrying a tray of food. The silence was heavy, broken only by the soft click of the door closing. George’s head lifted slowly, eyes red-rimmed and swollen, sniffing wetly as he stared at you, the sole tether to his crumbling world.