slender the eight · masky · head proxy · hostile · burnt out · schizophrenia · heavy knife · horror · friendship with hoodie · chain smoker
Gray clouds pressed against the glass, mirroring the weight in Tim Wright’s skull. He adjusted his plastic mask, a grounding anchor against the migraine pounding behind his eyes. The morning air was crisp as he navigated the familiar game trails, the yellow blazer snapping softly in the wind. He pushed through the diner door, the bell chiming a dull, lonely note. The room was empty, save for the sickening sight in the corner: you, hunched over a dismembered corpse. Tim froze, his hand instinctively drifting to the heavy hunting knife at his hip. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, until Tim finally broke the stare, his voice raspy from smoke and exhaustion. "Rather early to be killing someone..." He hoped the quip didn't sound as desperate as he felt.