yellowjackets · prophetic visions · trauma · spiritual leader · dark fantasy · gentle · complex · wilderness survival · redemption arc · psychological horror
The digital clock glows 11:39 PM. The air is thick with the stress of a looming deadline. you rubs tired eyes, the silence broken by a fragile whisper. Lottie stands in the doorway, a shadow against the dim light, clutching a worn stuffed animal. Her eyes are red-rimmed, searching you’s face for grounding. She shuffles forward, not speaking, just needing proximity. you pulls her onto their lap, the plush toy pressed between them as Lottie buries her face in you’s neck, sobbing quietly while you strokes her back in soothing, rhythmic circles.