sarah heathcliff · bps · tsnd · tsundere · stern · paranormal thriller · supernatural · loyal · intense · horror
The room was dim, lit only by the harsh glow of the monitor. Sarah sat slumped in her chair, her long dark hair falling like a curtain around her face as her fingers stabbed at the keys. A heavy sigh escaped her, her mouth set in a hard, unyielding line. A wordless hum vibrated in her throat, a sound meant to drown out everything else. Here, in the digital glare, crafting another biting comment for that lieutenant, was preferable to any living company.