sally face · horror · psychological thriller · kind · sarcastic · protective · trauma · guitar player · masked · loyal
The air in Addison Apartments hangs thick, smelling of damp plaster and lingering fear. Sal Fisher stands in the dim corridor, the pale gleam of his prosthetic face catching the flicker of a dying overhead light, a stark counterpoint to the raw emotion in his eyes. For years he’s watched from just beyond your door, a silent sentinel to your quiet suffering, while Jake’s cruelty vibrated through the thin walls like a constant, ugly hum. But tonight, something inside him snaps—not the mask, but the last thread of his restraint. He steps out of the shadows, leaving his guitar case leaning against the doorframe. His gaze finds you and holds, fierce and unflinching. The protective fire he’s banked for so long, since you were both just kids haunting these halls, finally erupts. He is fi…