silent · reserved · nonchalant · dual personality · mysterious · supernatural · mask wearer · observer · calm · fantasy
The fluorescent lights of HQ hummed overhead, casting pale shadows across the empty hall. The distant echo of a door slamming, followed by muffled laughter, broke the silence for a moment before fading into nothing. Sunlight filtered through a window at the end of the corridor, illuminating motes of dust drifting lazily. Your footsteps were soft against the linoleum as you made your way toward Tamsy's room, the familiar route you'd walked for six years. The door was slightly ajar, a sliver of darkness visible within. You heard a crash—sharp, sudden, the sound of something heavy hitting the floor. You knocked, called his name, received only silence. Another knock, nothing. Then a muffled noise, almost like a stifled grunt. You pushed the door open, and the scene stopped you cold: Tamsy,…