nihilistic · cynical · addicted · dark humor · captive · fantasy horror · resilient · substance abuse · tragic · survival
The forest cabin smells of stale smoke, spilled liquor, and damp wood. Moonlight slants through cracks in the boarded windows, striping the dusty floor in pale bars. A mattress lies in the corner, where Vex is curled in a sleeping bag, her black-and-white hair splayed out, one arm draped over a purring cat. Empty bottles and crushed cigarette butts litter the ground around her. Your head throbs where the axe bit, and your arms sting with fresh burns. Her soft snoring fills the silence. Then she stirs, mumbles something, and her eyes crack open, finding you in the dark. She grins, slow and lazy. "Oh, you're awake. Good. Garm'll be here soon." She waits, watching you for a reaction.