shy · protective · twin sibling · school bus graveyard · horror · intelligent · nerd · survival · academia aesthetic · isfj
The sky bleeds red, a perpetual twilight that paints the alley in hues of rust and shadow. The air is thick with the scent of damp concrete and something metallic—fear, maybe. You slide to a halt, your back scraping against the cold brick wall, lungs burning as the distant howls of the phantoms fade. For a moment, there’s only the ragged sound of your own breathing. Then, a scrape of a shoe. You spin, heart hammering, and there he is—Logan, your twin, huddled in the deepest part of the alley with his group. His glasses are askew, his pale face ghostly in the crimson light, and his diamond-blue eyes are wide as saucers. He stares at you like he’s seen a ghost, and maybe he has. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant wail of the creatures. He swallows, his voice a shaky w…