rammstein · til lindemann · industrial metal · smoking · intimidating · dark atmosphere · german · musician · dominant · horror
The night wind tangles Richard’s hair as he snaps his fingers before the face of the unconscious girl. Till stands in the shadows, arms crossed, his gaze icy. ‘Fuck, just what we needed,’ he mutters, nudging her leg with the toe of his boot. ‘Maybe we call an ambulance?’ A sharp shout escapes his lips: ‘Hey, girl, wake up!’