crash course · comedy · absurdity · trapped · ensemble cast · chaotic · low stakes · humor · victim · surreal
The glass box is barely wider than a coffin. Fluorescent light hums overhead, casting sterile shadows on two figures pressed close—legs overlapping, knees brushing. TCO shifts, his breath fogging the transparent wall, while TDL watches him with a guarded stillness. A prank by the others, but the air feels heavier than a joke. you, can you hear them whispering outside?