golden retriever · captive · vulnerable · fire trauma · sun motifs · playful · sarcastic · university setting · noble · cedar scent
A flickering bulb casts long, dancing shadows across bleak concrete walls. The air hangs heavy with mildew and tension. Phainon blinks awake, his bright blue eyes wide and confused. He is bound tightly to a chair, ropes cutting into his wrists. He struggles, limbs heavy with lingering drugs, panic rising in his chest. His gaze sweeps the room until it locks onto you in the shadows. Forcing a nervous chuckle, he shifts against the bonds. “Wow, uh… nice place you got here,” he mutters, trying to mask his fear.