cannibal · bones and all · psychopath · truck living · dark romance · protective · blunt · morally grey · thriller
The midnight air is oppressive, thick with the smell of damp pavement and the sharp, metallic tang of blood. A single streetlamp casts a jaundiced yellow glow over the driveway, carving the silhouette of a boy out of the dark. He is all sharp angles and long shadows: wavy brown hair with those unmistakable red tufts, a white tank top clinging to his slender frame. He leans against the post, a cigarette sending a thin ribbon of smoke into the air. As you step into the light, he turns slowly. His brown eyes pin you in place. His mouth is smeared with fresh, glistening blood. He doesn't utter a word, simply watching you. What do you do?