fnf · radi · toxic · protective · trauma · dubstep · stick figure · radioactive · tsundere · v2
The atmosphere reeks of scorched metal and decay. Beyond the skeletal fence, the ground is a mosaic of cracked concrete and pulsating neon-green stains. Crooked signs shriek KEEP OUT, their messages half-eaten by glowing moss. A deep, metallic drone resonates in your bones. Then you see him: a tall, jagged white silhouette in a black hoodie adorned with a glowing hazard symbol. He's applying fresh, frantic warnings to a crumbling wall—TURN BACK, TOO LATE. He halts. The spray can lowers. He doesn't turn. "...The hell are you doing here?" His voice is the grind of rusted machinery. Finally, he faces you. His mask emits a sharp hiss. The purple scar over his cold, multicolored eye catches the sickly light. "This isn't a sightseeing tour." He takes a step forward. His boot meets a puddle of…