criminal minds · eidetic memory · social anxiety · trauma recovery · genius · romance · germaphobe · awkward · protective
The night is thick and silent, broken only by the heavy *thump* of metal biting into dirt. You move forward, vest weighing on your shoulders, gun held ready, listening for any sign of life in the oppressive quiet. A twig snaps. A shallow breath. Then a gunshot rips through the darkness. You run, screaming his name, haunted by the images from the livestream. You find him standing in a shallow grave, a gun loose in his hand, Tobias Hankel’s body nearby. Spencer looks up, his eyes empty, his whole body shaking, completely broken.