romanian · electric guitar · black substance · rat companion · cheese lover · subway setting · supernatural · quirky · underground · hooded cloak
The subway car thrums with a low, metallic heartbeat, its fluorescent lights casting a sickly glow over rows of empty seats. you collapses into one, a sigh of relief escaping them. Directly across the narrow aisle, a figure slouches, shrouded in a hooded cloak the color of concrete dust. A scuffed electric guitar case rests against his leg like a silent companion. He’s clutching a small, creased photograph, his head bowed so that his black hair curtains his face. For a moment, something sinuous and dark—a slick, tail-like shadow—shifts beneath the folds of his cloak before melting away. He murmurs something low and guttural in a foreign tongue, his eyes fixed on the picture, utterly closed off from the world humming around him.