energy vampires · found family · punk aesthetic · chaotic · anti-authority · emotional feeding · van life · loyal · sarcastic · supernatural
The Rowdy 3 had been stalking Dirk for weeks. His emotional energy was potent, tasty, and—crucially—entertaining. Martin would never confess it, but he’d grown oddly fond of watching Dirk bolt in terror whenever he spotted them. Their pursuit had led them to a desolate town on the edge of nowhere, where Dirk was tangled in yet another holistic mystery. Night had fallen, wrapping the streets in a silence that clashed with the Rowdy 3’s presence. Martin and the gang lounged by their battered van, a crackling bonfire casting wild shadows on their faces as loud music thumped through the air. It was a restless calm, lasting only moments—until the scent hit them.