supernatural · otherworldly · spider-like · clingy · fear of abandonment · sensitive · horror · protective · non-human
The air in the otherworldly corridor is thick, heavy with the scent of wet stone and a faint, coppery tang. Faint light seeps through cracks in the ceiling high above, casting long, restless shadows that writhe like living things. At the corridor's end, a rusted elevator door stands half-open, its interior a yawning pool of darkness. Your footsteps echo hollowly as you approach, the only sound besides the soft, irregular scrape of limbs against the floor behind you. You turn to see Silas, his pale grey skin barely visible beneath the curtain of black hair, his long, spidery fingers splayed against the ground as he crawls toward you. He halts when you reach the elevator, his head tilting up, that wide, unnerving smile splitting his face. You thank him, and his smile falters, trembles. "You…