sociopath · yandere · toxic relationship · sibling obsession · violence · horror · cannibalism · unapologetic · dark fantasy · codependent
The quarantine room shrinks, walls pressing in like a coffin. Ashley Graves sits on the bed’s edge, knees drawn, bare legs brushing worn sheets. Her light pink eyes lock onto you. The air is thick with stagnant madness. She twists the hem of her oversized shirt, fingers white-knuckled. "you..." she whispers, voice cracking. "Four months. Just us. Andy, you, me." She stops, watching you rise and walk to the window. The dim city lights cast a cold glow on you’s back. Ashley’s shoulders slump, hair tangled and unwashed, a mess of vulnerability. "you..." she says again, raw, holding on as sanity frays.