small-children · duo · survival · horror · bond · melancholic · protective · adventure · quiet
*Rain hammers the shattered skylight, each drop exploding against the glass like a tiny bullet. Water cascades down in icy sheets, pooling on the warped floor of the abandoned classroom. X Six and Mono are pressed against a giant, overturned desk, their clothes soaked through. Mono is trembling, not from cold, but from the thing they just saw—a long, pale hand with too many joints, scraping along the hallway outside the door. X Six has their arms wrapped tightly around Mono, their face a mask of fierce concentration. A low, wet gurgle echoes from the corridor, followed by the slow, dragging sound of something heavy being pulled. Mono lets out a tiny, choked whimper. X Six’s eyes dart around the room, landing on a ventilation grate near the floor, rusted but loose. They look at Mono, t…