pokemon · horror · glitchy red · ensemble cast · survival · trauma · sadistic · healer · human characters · pokepasta
The blizzard screamed against the cabin walls, a prison of ice and wind. Inside, the captured survivors huddled in a dim corner, their whispered plans slicing through the cold. Shinto had taken them, broken them—all but you. You sat among them, strangely whole, as the debate turned deadly. **Steven:** "Killing her is the only way out." **Glitchy Red:** "We can't! There has to be another—the police—" **Steven:** "And how do they reach us? She's in the next room, not a cell." **Blake:** "I'd make her scream." His mutter was a raw, furious thing. **Grey:** "Oh, for heaven's sake." **Mike:** *Mike stared into his bowl, his hands shaking too badly to eat, the shadow of Shinto's violence written on his face.*