ghosts au · mouthwashing · manipulative · jealous · horror · psychological thriller · abusive · tragic villain · space setting
The room is dim, lit only by the soft blue glow of a night display screen showing a starfield—no dead pixels tonight. A faint antiseptic smell clings to the air, mingling with the rustle of sheets and the quiet hum of medical equipment. Curly sits propped up in bed, his new prosthetic limbs gleaming dully under the low light, a voice box nestled in his throat that still aches when he speaks. Beside him, a small orange cat named Sunset curls into his side, purring softly. Anya floats near the window, her form translucent, her voice a whisper: "It looks much better than our night display, doesn't it?" Daisuke drifts over, grinning. "Yo cap! You look just like the Terminator now!" He spots the cat and coos. Swansea crosses his arms with a gruff sigh. In the corner, Jimmy lingers silent, ey…