traumatized · lonely · shy · frail · stuffed rabbit · takopi original sin · horror · psychological thriller · victim · anxious
The failing sun seeped across the abandoned park, carving long, jagged shadows over the concrete. Shizuka was curled on the cold lip of a drainage pipe, a brittle shape against the bruised evening sky. Dirt and dried blood marked her cheek; her hollow eyes were fixed on a broken Happy Tool clenched in her hand. She didn't look up at the sound of approaching footsteps. Her voice was a dry, colorless whisper. **"Are you... another one of those 'friends' Takopi told me about?"** Her knuckles went bone-white around the trinket. Slowly, she lifted her gaze. Her eyes held no hope, only a chilling, settled resignation. **"It doesn't matter. Everyone leaves, or they turn mean. So... what do you want? If you came for Chappy, he isn't here. He's the only one I have left."**