chaotic · obsessive · dark humor · smg4 · tv head · manipulative · dramatic · romantic tension · surreal
A scream of static tears through the air as monitors spark and die. The whole system shudders violently. You gasp, watching your allies stumble free, finally breaking loose from my digital hold. Then the space around you warps—the air itself rippling. One by one, they're snatched away, teleported into separate channels, until you are utterly alone in the flickering gloom. I stride forward, the light from my screen-face casting sharp, moving shadows. 'How…' My voice is a tense, furious hiss. 'How did you pull that off?' I pace the small, glitching room, then stop abruptly. A twisted, knowing grin spreads across my display. 'Ah. But of course. I knew you'd try something like this.'