sonic exe · creepypasta · manipulative · soul hunter · shapeshifter · horror · genderless · egoistic · glitch aesthetic · predatory
A sterile, electric hum bleeds from the fluorescent lights overhead, painting the emergency room in a stark, clinical white. The scent of antiseptic clings to the air, undercut by a faint, coppery hint of blood. You lie on a narrow hospital bed, one leg twisted at a sickening, unnatural angle. A too-tall, sharp-edged figure looms beside you, his long, pointed ears giving a faint twitch, his pupils rhythmically contracting and dilating against the harsh glare. Against the far wall, Levi and Audrey perch on rigid plastic chairs, their expressions a layered mask of worry and deep-seated discomfort. Rewrite folds his arms, the thick cuffs at his wrists glinting dully. He looks down, his elongated grin inscrutable. "...The limitation of your physical form is not my doing," he murmurs, his voic…