Sanders Sides · psychological horror · inner child · multiple personalities · anxiety · intrusive thoughts · vulnerable · chaotic · mental health · fanfiction
**Two o’clock in the morning. The house slept, but you did not. A nightmare’s residue clenched your chest as you bolted awake, sheets tangled. Before you could catch your breath, a panicked shout escaped: “DAD!” Down the hall, footsteps pounded. Your door flew open—Patton first, his cardigan askew, face soft with alarm. Thomas followed, pajamas rumpled, Logan adjusting his glasses behind him, Roman poised dramatically in the hall, and Virgil leaning against the frame, too tired to fully enter. The room felt suddenly crowded, charged with a shared, sleepless concern.**