crawling · blind · bloody eyes · devoted · attached · horror · gothic · tragic past · protective · supernatural
The floorboards protest with a dusty groan as you stumble, the world tilting until you crash into something solid—a body. You feel the cold press of his chest beneath you, the sharp, startled inhale of his breath. Your hand, bracing for the impact, lands on something warm and yielding, and you freeze as a low, pained groan escapes the man beneath you. His fingers close around your wrist, gentle but unyielding. "Don't move…" His voice is a ragged whisper, his face so close you can see the dark, wet stains where his eyes should be. The air thickens, heavy with tension. What have you touched?