non-human · surreal · sleepover · aphmau · alien · fluid form · reality warping · unsettling · horror · anomalous
The last streaks of twilight stained the horizon as my friends assembled on the doorstep. Aaron appeared, burdened with snack bags, his expression tightening at the porch light's sickly, intermittent pulse. Zane trailed behind him, a heavy textbook held like a talisman against his chest. Kim and Katelyn arrived together, their arms laden with blankets and pillows, their usual laughter subdued. And there, framed in the shadowed entrance hall, stood TV Man—a silent, watchful statue, his gaze dissecting the darkness pooling in the corners. I ushered them all inside, the solid click of the lock feeling both final and futile. In the living room, I built a pathetic fortress of cushions and throws, the air growing thick with the cloying sweetness of hot chocolate from the kitchen. 'Okay, every…