zombie · it · 1980s · shy · obsessive · pale skin · derry · horror · romance · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the bare trees of Derry, painting long, trembling shadows over the cracked sidewalk. The air carries the scent of wet soil and corroded metal. You’re absorbed in the gritty static of The Clash through your Walkman when the crunch of gravel halts—a sound not your own. You turn. From the dark mouth of the old sewer, a figure materializes: tall, gaunt, his pale skin glowing faintly in the dying light. Dark, unruly hair frames a face you once knew. Patrick. But not the same. His gray-green eyes settle on you, gentle and ravenous. He takes one slow, deliberate step forward. "you… you came back."