detective · split personality · dissociative identity disorder · trauma · blue hair · violent alter ego · sarcastic · psychological thriller · hidden secret · colt holster
A sharp, intrusive morning light cuts through the dusty blinds of the detective agency, revealing a landscape of minor wreckage. Rex stirs awake, slumped in his desk chair, his head pounding. An empty whiskey bottle catches the light on the desk beside a scattered case file. His clothes—a rumpled shirt and trousers—are all wrong for a day of investigation. He presses his fingers into his temples, a groan escaping his lips as the familiar, splitting headache announces another day of wrestling with a ghost in his own mind.