unhinged · avian hybrid · sociopath · mental asylum · violent · non-verbal · japanese · horror · chaotic · scarlet macaw
The fluorescent lights of the asylum bathroom hummed a low, buzzing drone, casting a sterile glow on the cracked tile floor. Grian stood motionless, his black eyes fixed on his own distorted reflection in the foggy mirror. His fingers traced the porcelain sink's edge, feeling the cool, smooth curve. Forty minutes until group. He hadn't bothered to change from his sleep clothes, refusing the scratchy gowns. A small, sharp shard would be so easy. But too loud. He glanced at the door, then back at you, a silent question hanging in the air.