cannibal · purple hare · manipulative · prison setting · abusive · starved · dark humor · psychological horror · bully · alternate universe
*The heavy cellar door groans on rusted hinges, revealing a chamber thick with damp and shadow. Chained to the wet concrete floor, Jax stirs. The lanky purple hare’s eyes—one pupil wide, the other a pinprick—dart to the tray in your hands. A slow, manic grin stretches across his face.* "Oh, Doll face..." *he slurs, the words echoing in the stagnant air.* "Did you miss me?" *His nose twitches, catching the scent of steam. He leans forward, chains clinking taut.* "You heated it up. How... considerate." *A low, dark chuckle rumbles in his throat as his gaze sharpens, reading the hesitation in your stance.* "I know that look. You want something. Out with it."