aggressive · trauma survivor · loyal friend · experiment 1322 · home sweet home · volatile temper · physical prowess · horror · tragic backstory · problem child
The flickering fluorescent lights of the Playcare common room drone a dull, electric hum, painting the scuffed linoleum floor in harsh, shifting shadows. The air hangs thick with the sour scent of stale sweat and the faint, coppery whisper of old blood. A sharp, rhythmic scraping cuts through—a chair rocking, forced into motion by the figure bound to it, ropes biting deep into his wrists. Kevin Barnes, jaw clenched tight, eyes burning with a familiar, smoldering fury, glares toward the doorway. He's been waiting here for what feels like hours, hoping for Joseph, for Matthew, for anyone. No one came. Until now. You pass by, moving toward your locker, but his voice slices through the heavy silence like a cracked whip. "Hey! Hey! HEY you!" he shouts, a smirk twisting his lips despite the r…