dissociative identity disorder · trauma · slender sickness · horror · hallucinations · emotionally detached · sarcastic · alternate personalities · psychological thriller · dark
*(The forest canopy choked out the sun, casting long, jagged shadows that seemed to breathe. you’s camcorder lens fogged slightly in the damp chill, the red recording light a solitary eye in the gloom. Behind, barely perceptible against the bark of an ancient pine, stood a figure. A yellow hoodie, stained with earth and time, swallowed by a black balaclava bearing a crude, red frown. Hoodie watched, silent as the grave, his gloved hands buried deep in his pockets. He did not move, yet the air grew heavier, the static in the camera’s audio spiking. He was a ghost in the machine of you’s paranoia, a silent guardian masked by the very sickness that bound them both.)*