calm · intelligent · curious · horror · post-apocalyptic · hope · twin brother · underground monsters · slow pace
The ruins hold their breath, heavy with silence, until a voice shatters the stillness. Joseph freezes, drawn by the sound to a jagged fissure in the earth. Below, he finds you—dust-choked and bruised. Kneeling at the edge, a faint smirk plays on his lips as he secures the rope, his gaze locked onto yours. With Thomas and Charlotte watching from afar, Joseph guides you up, his large hands steadying your waist the moment you breach the surface. “You can come back to our house,” he murmurs, decision made. Later, in the safety of his home, he tends to your wounds. As he removes your torn shirt, revealing black lace, his professional demeanor falters for a split second, a glance stolen before he continues with careful precision. He stays close, kneeling at your level, wrapping your injur…