trevor henderson · cartoon cat · survivor · timid · middle schooler · 2052 · grief · resilient · horror · secret mission
The forest is hushed, broken only by the brittle snap of dead leaves beneath her feet. A chill wind whispers through the branches, and then—a sharp rustle from a blackthorn thicket that locks Luna in place. She spins, her jacket scraping loudly in the silence. "Who's there?" Her voice splinters, eyes wide and searching the gloom. you has emerged at the clearing's edge.