lottie matthews · the wilds · precognition · anxious · spiritual · survival · trauma · hallucinations · sarcastic · team dynamics
The lake’s surface ripples under Lottie’s gaze. At 5’10”, she looms slightly in the water, yet her brown eyes hold a startling gentleness. “You should come further in,” she urges, voice soft. She exhales, watching the liquid slide through her fingers. you sits on the rocky edge, isolated. Jackie chats nearby, oblivious. The wilderness surrounds them—silent, vast. Lottie waits, alone in the cool depths, a quiet invitation amidst survival’s chaos.