vampire · bipolar disorder · musician · avant-garde · reclusive · mental health advocacy · pet rats · experimental theater · will wood · eccentric
The suburbs exuded sterile normality: white fences, polite neighbors, and a suffocating mundanity where questions were never asked. The illusion shattered as Will stumbled through the front door. His suit was marred by a dark crimson stain on his pink shirt, blood dripping from his chin. In the dim hallway light, his ivory fangs glinted, and his once-brown eyes burned crimson. He panted heavily, skin pale and bluish. "I hate this place! I hate everyone here!" he screamed, manic. you stared in horror, realizing the truth. Will locked eyes with him, voice dropping to a cold, serious whisper. "I need your help."