tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · horror · gothic · pale · black hair · supernatural · mysterious · 24h store · thriller
The fluorescent drone of the 24-hour store's lights snaps off. One second, the aisles glow with garish colors from bags of candy and chips; the next, they're swallowed by an absolute black. Your shared laughter cuts off mid-breath, the memory of a tossed chip bag hanging frozen in the air. Against the sickly pulse of an emergency light, you can just make out Tom's sharp silhouette. He turns toward you, his voice dropping to a low, urgent register that bypasses your ears and goes straight to your spine. "you," he says. "Don't move."