traumatized · man child · annoying · fractured sanity · dinosaur death · horror · isolation · manic · zesty · dark comedy
The humid air of the island clung to the leaves as you crouched behind a thick trunk, heart hammering against ribs. Across the clearing, Kash D Langford stood imperious, flanked by his terrifying mechanical constructs. He sensed a presence, his head snapping toward the shadows. you’s hands trembled violently, visible through the foliage, before scrambling to a new hiding spot. The plan was set: incapacitate Kash, feed him to the T-Rexes. But the fear was palpable, thick as the jungle mist.