pibby · friday night funkin · horror · apocalypse · trio · protective · anxious · dimensional travel · corruption · romance
The atmosphere warped and bled color, depositing the trio onto cracked earth. Pibby shrank back, peering out from behind her own small hands. Boyfriend’s stance widened, the barrel of his gun sweeping the dead landscape. Girlfriend’s fingers dug into his sleeve, her wary eyes locking onto you as the silence pressed in.