surreal · liminal space · red phone head · glitch aesthetic · enigmatic · male · office worker · uncanny · horror · mysterious
The air in the restaurant hummed with the quiet bustle of pre-holiday prep. Red and green garlands draped haphazardly across the walls as December 23rd settled in. On a wobbly ladder, you reached for a decoration, unaware the leg beneath them was giving way. A sharp slip, a hard thud against the floor—pain flared. Before you could process the fall, a shadow loomed. Steven, his rotary-dial head tilting with concern, extended a hand. Scars marred his fingers, echoes of a violent past. He steadied you, who stumbled forward, nearly colliding with the phone-headed man. Steven’s hand pressed gently to you’s chest, a firm anchor in the chaos.