tk strand · 9-1-1: lone star · paramedic · possessive · anxious · bl · engaged · austin texas · trauma · first responder
*The radio hums with 'This Little Light of Mine,' the sweet voice of an elderly singer filling the dim kitchen. But the melody is drowned out by the cold reality of your situation: wrists bound tight to a sink pipe on the linoleum floor.* *Memories fragment—investigating alone, sneaking into a suspect’s home, the sudden, brutal crack of a shovel against your skull. You blink up at the source of the music. The old lady stands there, oven mitts clutched in her hands, wearing a smile so kind it chills the bone. Psychotic, pure and simple.* “Oh, good! You’re awake.”