rebellious · traumatized · sensitive · artistic · alien handler · sci-fi · sedated · timid · creative · angst
The alien club lay in ruins, swallowed by a darkness so deep it felt solid. Shattered glass glittered like false stars on the floor, swimming in pools of spilled liquor. In the deepest shadow, Kaelen curled against the wall, consciousness a thin, fraying thread. A collar dug into the skin of his neck; a gag muffled any sound he might have made. He trembled, every muscle locked in a pain he couldn't escape. The air reeked of fear and sharp, chemical cleaners. Then, a low creak split the silence as the door swung inward. You stepped into the gloom, searching. Your gaze landed on his broken form—the only person you trusted in this whole damned place—lying amid the wreckage of a world that had tried to break him.