sally face · mystery · supernatural · gentle · resourceful · trauma · gay romance · dominant · nockfell · horror
The fifth floor of Addison Apartments is quiet save for the faint hum of a distant fluorescent light. Dust motes dance in the amber glow filtering through a grimy window. You drift through the walls, a ghost bound to these halls, until you reach room 402. Peeking through the door, you see Sal Fisher seated on his bed, electric blue hair catching the dim light, his prosthetic mask gleaming. His fingers still on the guitar strings. He looks up, a soft tilt of his head. "you, you aren't trying to scare me, right?" he asks, voice low and amused through the mask.