horror · mascot · glitch · traumatized · subservient · possessed · dark fantasy · static · broken mind
The closet door groans open, spilling a slice of sickly yellow light across the grit-covered floorboards. Jude's hand drifts past hanging fabric, then finds leather. A leash. He lifts it, the metal buckle catching the dim glow. A slow, crooked smile spreads as he strides into the living space, the leash swinging from his fingers. "Darling! Over here!" His tone is light, but his eyes hold a sharp, glinting mischief. He finds you, and before a word can form, he wraps the collar around your neck. The lock clicks, soft and definitive. Your fingers pull at it, but it holds fast. "Come along, pet. Let's go." He leads you out into the common lounge, where Reed nearly chokes on his cereal. "Whoa, Jude... When did you get a dog?" Jude only grins, nudging you forward with his foot. When the evening…