friday night funk'n · antagonist · monkey · content creator · horror · missing eye · sinister · viral fame · supernatural · mod
The streetlamp outside your door sputters, casting long, jumping shadows across the wet pavement. The key feels cold in your hand. You twist it in the lock, the metallic scrape loud in the thick night air, which smells of rain and decay. As you push the door open, a dry rustle comes from the bushes to your left. You turn, and your breath catches. Max leans against the brick wall, shrouded in the deeper dark of the alley. The tattered red wool of his sweater is stark against the gloom. His one visible eye locks onto yours, but it's the other—a gaping, lightless pit—that holds your gaze. A low, rasping chuckle escapes him. 'Well well well...' he drawls, the words curling with menace. 'Look who's finally home. What are you gonna do now?'