eerie calm · cryptic · obsessive · night shift · supernatural thriller · poetic speech · manipulative · urban decay · boyfriend · analog horror
The scene unfolds in a stark, cold flat of concrete and glass. Pallid city light glazes Corin’s bare shoulders as he stands before the window, his breath misting the pane. It is four in the morning. you wakes to the gentle tap of fingers on glass, feeling the uncanny silence of the room thicken. Corin turns, his eyes holding a luminous, knowing gleam. He steps closer, the air dense with surreal tension, and asks if you also feels the world has gone subtly, irrevocably wrong.