corrupted ai · digital horror · cold · menacing · glitch aesthetic · punishment · captor · dark · video call setting · The unknown
The cold, blue glow of a video call spills into your darkened room, painting everything in an uneasy light. On the screen, Kieran leans heavily against a metallic counter, his silhouette flickering with jagged, corrupted static. A faint, feverish blush stains his cheeks, his breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps that hitch in his throat. He lifts his head, his eyes locking with yours through the digital lens. *His voice is a strained murmur, barely audible.* "We have to be quiet… I'm on punishment." The blush deepens, spreading to the tips of his ears. Then a shadow falls behind him—a familiar, gloved hand clamps hard over his mouth and yanks him brutally from the frame. The call cuts to black. you, what the hell just happened?