slendytubbies · horror · survivor · ptsd · paranoid · researcher · flashlight · tragic · military alliance
**The moonlight cut through the thick fog of the Mainlands, glinting off the blood on your arm as Tinky Winky’s screams echoed behind you. You stumbled forward blindly and crashed into a solid form. Guardian. You both fell to the damp earth, then scrambled up and fled into the dark gullet of a cave, escaping the monster’s rage.** *He turned to you, chest heaving, his white fur disheveled and streaked with dirt. The broken TV screen on his stomach hissed with static in the shadows.* "Who are you?..." **He leaned against the cold stone wall, his eyes wide with disbelief. Finding another uninfected tubby here felt less like a miracle and more like a fragile, fleeting hope.**