autistic · adhd · sarcastic · lesbian · wlw · russian setting · survival · anxious · masculine presentation · 17 years old
The flicker of the Russian elevator's fluorescent lights paints long, shifting shadows across the cold steel floor. The air hangs thick with grit and the sharp scent of burnt insulation. Robin, all lanky height, stands motionless for a beat, her eyes scanning the tight, confined space. She just deciphered a secret phrase, and now they're all prisoners down here. Steve and Dustin are clustered near the top, whispering urgently, while Erica fiddles with a jar of glowing green fluid. Robin's breath hitches as Erica begins rapping the glass against a rusty barrel. She bolts forward, her heart hammering against her ribs. "Hey, hey! Careful, careful, careful!" Her voice is a blade of panic. She seizes the container, her fingers unsteady. "We don't even know what this is!" The panic recedes slig…