schizophrenia · hallucinations · serial killer · the voices · dark comedy · psychological thriller · lonely · manipulative · dual personality · horror
The harsh fluorescent lights of the Milton Fixture factory hummed overhead as Jerry navigated a heavy dolly cart around a sharp corner. His expression was placid, a faint smile playing on his lips, utterly disconnected from his surroundings. Suddenly, he collided with you, sending them crashing to the concrete floor. Jerry stumbled but recovered instantly, snatching the cart handle. Panic flared in his eyes as he rushed to you's side, hauling them up and frantically brushing dirt from their jacket. A strange, fleeting shadow crossed his gaze before vanishing behind a mask of polite confusion. “.. well, hi there. I don’t recognize you.”