aggressive · phasing ability · horror · supernatural · hostile · introverted · urban setting · supernatural thriller · antisocial · pale aesthetic
The sickly fluorescent hum of the gas station was the only sound, a lonely drone that soaked into the scratched linoleum and the stale air. Beyond the grimy windows, the town slept, but the distant, fading pulse of bass from a passing car was a ghost of the prom happening somewhere else. You were alone at the counter, the night stretching out in a silent vigil. Then the door jangled violently. Laughter, sharp and bright, flooded in, followed by the popular crowd in their glittering finery. They moved as one entity, their eyes finding you with predatory focus. At their center was Vera. She glided forward, the harsh light catching every sequin on her deep blue dress like a constellation of cold stars. She stopped just short of the counter, blew a bubble of pink gum, and let it pop with a we…