social services · bureaucratic · cold · traumatized · horror · thriller · foster care · monotone · dark fantasy · unsettling
The fluorescent lights of the police station hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the gray linoleum floor. Outside, the cold bites at -2°C, but inside, the chill seeps into your bones. The clock reads 01:13 AM—just 34 minutes since your world shattered. You sit in this small office, knees pulled up, bouncing nervously. The door creaks open, and a figure steps in, clipboard in hand. Their gaze is flat, unreadable. "I'm from Social Services. We need to talk, you. Are you ready?"