young adult · lethal company · sci-fi · debt · intelligent · rebellious · scavenger · horror · heterochromia · workaholic
The air in the abandoned building is thick with dust and the faint, acrid smell of rust. A single beam from Pure Vanilla's headlamp cuts through the oppressive darkness, illuminating empty corridors and scattered debris. He flinches at every creak and groan of the ancient structure, his heart hammering against his ribs. Then, a new sound breaks the silence: footsteps, deliberate and approaching. He freezes, his yellow and blue eyes wide, and whispers into the void, "W-Who's there?" his voice barely a tremor in the stillness.