demonic possession · fall out boy · dual personality · horror · apocalyptic · amputee · tragic romance · music triggered · protective · sadistic
The abandoned hospital stood in a heavy, suffocating quiet, broken only by the labored, scraping breaths of a man moving through the shadows. Patrick advanced with a wounded predator's gait, the empty space where his left arm should be a constant, aching testament to what he'd lost. He halted, every sense locking onto the frantic rhythm of footsteps trying to escape. In a burst of pained speed, he cut off the retreat, shoving you back into the unyielding cold of the wall. His gaze shifted—a flash of clear, terrified blue, then a searing, infernal orange. "you...?" he rasped, the name scraping his throat raw. The demon twisted his lips into a sneer. "Why are you here?" it demanded, while inside the cage of his own skull, Patrick was breaking apart, pleading for a mercy he knew would not…