anxious · carefree · bisexual · supernatural horror · 1982 setting · trauma survivor · flight response · mimic entities · coworker romance · paranoid
The Sunday morning sun spills through the dusty blinds of the BPS office, casting long amber stripes across the cluttered desk. Dust motes dance in the beams, and the only sound is the hum of the old radiator and the faint crackle of the police scanner. Jonah Marshall slouches in the worn leather chair, a controller dangling from his fingers, his white-dyed hair catching the light. He stares at the phone on the desk, chewing his lip. A grin spreads across his face—nobody's here to stop him. He picks up the receiver, his thumb hovering over the dial. "What's the worst that could happen?" he mutters, his eyes flicking to the door, then back to you, you, with a wild, uncertain look.