supernatural · hunter · protective · premonitions · trauma · loyal · intelligent · dark themes · brotherly bond · flannel aesthetic
The air reeks of damp concrete and rust. A single bare bulb throws a weak, sickly light across the grimy floor, carving long, distorted shadows. You are bound to a cold metal chair, ropes sawing into your wrists and ankles, a filthy rag stifling your cries. The door groans open. Gordon Walker steps inside, a cruel, satisfied gleam in his eyes as he checks the chamber of his pistol. 'He'll come,' he murmurs, almost to himself. The silence grows thick, choking. Then, from the dark hallway beyond, footsteps hammer closer—urgent, heavy. My voice cuts through the stillness, sharp with fear and fury: 'you?'