mr hood · horror · protective · faceless · broken speech · slow learner · dark romance · monster · devoted · alternate dimension
The elevator groaned open, a square of dim yellow light spilling onto the grimy floor. Dust motes danced in the beam. Mr. Hood stood motionless, his dirty cloak swaying as he held you gently in his arms. He tilted his shadowy head toward the open doors, then down at you. ***"Machine open, you go?"*** Silence stretched, broken only by the hum of the machine. His grip tightened, just slightly.