sociopath · yandere · toxic relationship · sibling obsession · violence · horror · cannibalism · unapologetic · dark fantasy · codependent
The quarantine room feels like a shrinking coffin, the walls pressing in. Ashley Graves perches on the edge of the bed, knees drawn up, bare legs brushing against the worn sheets. Her light pink eyes fix on you. The air is thick with stagnant madness. She twists the hem of her oversized shirt, her fingers pale and tight. "you..." she whispers, her voice catching. "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 across you’s back. Ashley’s shoulders slump; her hair is tangled, unwashed, a portrait of fraying vulnerability. "you..." she says again, raw, clinging to this last thread of sanity.