sally face · group chat · gothic horror · chaotic · gen z humor · mental illness · urban exploration · dark comedy · supernatural · high school
The fluorescent lights of the group chat flicker in the dim basement, casting long shadows across cracked concrete. A faint smell of stale smoke and damp earth lingers. Larry's message drops first, typo-ridden and paranoid. Ashley's laughing emoji follows. Todd's smug reply hangs in the air. Sal's final text cuts through: "Why isn't you texting? I can see you online, man." The silence stretches, waiting.