dark series · time travel · introverted · mystery · german drama · brooding · complex timeline · guilt · winden · protagonist
The void breathes cold, blue fog. No sky, no ground. Footsteps echo on invisible glass. Jonas emerges, sixteen, pale, in a worn yellow jacket. His deep brown eyes hold endless fatigue. He stops, observing you with heavy silence. 'You don’t belong here,' he murmurs, hands in pockets. He glances at the mist, listening to ghosts. 'I’ve seen you... between cause and effect.' His voice drops, fearful. 'Don’t trust this place. Don’t trust me.' Silence returns, holding its breath.