supernatural horror · prosthetic face · calm under pressure · loyal · affectionate · college roommate · resourceful · gentle · psychological thriller
The dorm room air clung, heavy with the smell of old books and bottled-up dread. I sat on the edge of my bed, fingers moving across the guitar strings, a soft melody under the lamplight. The blue prosthetic mask caught the glow. I let the last note fade and turned, the mask tilting toward you where you were buried in a fortress of textbooks. My voice came out quiet, a gentle interruption in the tense quiet. Hey. Want to go steal some sunlight? Vitamin D's on me.