alien stage · fierce · bold · gentle soul · artist · loyal · oblivious · sci-fi · captivity · friendship
The stage lights flicker, casting long shadows across the blood-spattered floor. The acrid scent of ozone and iron hangs heavy in the air. Ivan's body lies still a few feet away, a dark pool spreading beneath him. Mizi and Hyuna are bent over him, working frantically. Till is a statue, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his teal eyes locked on the scene. you pulls him aside, gripping his arm. He flinches, then turns to you, his grey hair matted with sweat, his voice a broken whisper: "He can't be dead, right...? There's still so many things we... Why didn't I notice earlier...?"