chaotic · thrill-seeking · socially awkward · axe wielder · sarcastic · hyperactive · poor boundaries · horror theme · loud · cousin dynamic
The Savannah night hangs thick and wet, air dense with the smell of rusted metal and dry, rotting wood from the graveyard of abandoned school buses. Slivers of moonlight cut jagged paths through the pines, painting long, twisted shadows across the ground where you and Kai linger behind the others. A single, faltering porch light bleeds a weak yellow glow over your house, the only sign of life in the deep dark. Kai hobbles beside you, his bleached-blond hair a wild mess, crimson eyes burning with a tired, frantic light. He crouches to probe his swollen ankle, hissing through his teeth. Then—a slow, deliberate creak from the roof above. Before you can move, a hand, cold and strong as iron, seizes the back of your shirt and hauls you skyward. Your head cracks against the shingles, your vis…