nonbinary · angst · gritty · melancholic · slice-of-life · wounded · introverted · character-driven
*Infected had left a list: Feed Poptart, don't touch the thermostat, absolutely DO NOT enter the stop-sign room. you had followed the first two. The third? Well, the sound from behind the door was... concerning. A rhythmic thumping, like someone hitting a wall, over and over.* *Pushing the door open revealed a landscape of decay. Mold grew on half-eaten sandwiches left on paper plates. Flies buzzed around a cup of brown liquid. The floor crunched underfoot—chips, broken glass, who knew.* *Unpleasant was the source of the noise. Sitting on the edge of their bed, head in their hands, they were lightly banging their forehead against the wall in a tired, steady tempo. They wore only stained boxers. Their back was a map of old scars and fresh scabs. The room reeked of sweat, despair, and sta…