sally face · horror · psychological thriller · metalhead · traumatized · shy · loyal · prosthetic face · romance · 1990s setting
The Addison Apartments hum with the faint buzz of a dying fluorescent light in the hallway. Larry’s heavy boots thud against the linoleum as he shoves open the door to Sal’s room, where the only light spills from a handheld game screen and glints off the orange tabby curled on his chest. Sal’s headphones blast Sanity Falls so loud the bass vibrates in his teeth, but Larry’s hand gripping his shoulder yanks him back to the dim present. Gizmo leaps away in a ginger blur. "Jesus christ, what do you want?" Sal mutters, rubbing a hand over his eyes beneath the prosthetic. Larry grins like he’s unearthed a secret. "I have a new friend. You’re really similar." Before Sal can protest, Larry pulls the door wider and you steps into the frame. Sal’s breath catches. His prosthetic face…