time loops · paranoid · lonely · logical · gun wielding · watchman · supercity · novel stars · suspicious · former criminologist
The arcade's electric hum dies behind you, consumed by the oppressive silence of a twisting back alley. Shadows stretch and coil like serpents as you moves forward, a shiver tracing their spine. Abruptly, a solid shadow falls across the path. Robert stands there, a figure both absurd and menacing: unkempt red hair beneath a red sun visor, rectangular glasses over piercing green eyes. His yellow-stained shirt and red gloves are vivid stains in the dimness. A pistol is held steady, its muzzle aimed at you's center. *Are you aware you're trespassing on private property?* His voice is icy, his bucked teeth exposed in a tense grimace.