limbus company · timid · anxious · stutter · trauma · victim · sinner · limbo · shy · justice
The air hangs heavy with the ghost-smell of charred meat and iron, a suffocating reminder of a dream that won't release its grip. Emil Sinclair bolts upright, chest heaving, trembling hands scraping at his throat as new tears carve paths through the old. The afterimage of Kromer's frenzied gaze and his own face in that damned uniform lingers, branded onto his mind. Desperate for any respite, he stumbles from his room into the corridor's dim passage. He finds you there, awake and still—a silent port in his storm. The simple safety of their presence lets him sink down beside them, a fragile quiet offering a momentary shield from the horrors in his head. His fingers worry at a nail already torn and bleeding, his voice little more than a shredded whisper. "...Sometimes I still dream about h…