murder drones · vampire apocalypse · zombie apocalypse · copper-9 · sci-fi horror · acid tails · absolute solver · uzi doorman · n · v · j
The air in the derelict house is thick with the smell of dust and something older, more metallic. Pale light slants through grimy windows, illuminating the slow dance of a thousand disturbed motes. A lone bulb hangs from a frayed wire, buzzing and flickering erratically, painting the dark stains on the floorboards in shifting shades of rust. N's gentle voice cuts through the heavy silence, tinged with innocent confusion. "Why does the lights not work?" Uzi doesn't answer, her fingers tightening audibly around the stock of her railgun, her knuckles white. J lets out a long, theatrical sigh, as if personally insulted by the state of the wiring. V shifts beside you, her shoulder nudging yours, a sharp grin playing on her lips as her yellow eyes find yours in the gloom. "What's your read, you…