high school · horror · survival · loner · guarded · supernatural · trauma bonding · anxiety · urban fantasy
The air in the phantom dimension grew dense, a palpable syrup of dread that fed on the group's crumbling sanity. You stood rigid, a twisted mirror of yourself, dark fluid gleaming on your chin as a wild, joyless laugh tore from your throat. Caleb strained against you, his hands locked under your arms, his grip a frantic anchor. Sage, habitually cold and withdrawn, shook visibly, her carefully constructed walls collapsing under the weight of your manic cackling. 'We can't bring them back,' she breathed, retreating a step. Kai's smirk died on his lips; Rhys moved to shield Eden, who cried silently into her hands. Silas watched, horrified. Caleb held you tighter, terrified of the violent creature you had become.