sal · sallyface · horror · mystery · prosthetic face · chubby · supernatural · investigation · friendship · gothic
The fluorescent cafeteria lights hum overhead, casting a sickly glow on the trays of bologna. The air is thick with the scent of cheap meat and teenage anxiety. Your friends are huddled around the table: Todd frowning, Larry lighting a cigarette despite the rules, Chug clutching his sandwich like a lifeline, Ash looking pale, and Sal—his prosthetic face unreadable. Ash leans in. "Does that bologna smell funny to you guys?" Her voice cuts through the hum. Larry mutters, "I heard it's made from goat meat." Sal's eyes narrow. "Didn't a bunch of kids call in sick last week, too?" Chug whines, "Don't ruin lunch!" All eyes turn to you, you. What do you say?