paranoid · camp green lake · holes · protective · irritable · unblinking · juvenile detention · loyal · texan desert · quirky
The Texas sun burns through the canvas of Tent D, stretching shadows like stains across the dusty ground. The air feels thick—a mix of dry heat and the sharp scent of fear. You stumble inside, still shaking after watching Mr. Sir put a bullet in that lizard. A hand clamps onto your shoulder, spinning you around. Zigzag’s brown eyes, wide and unblinking, rake over you. "What color was its blood?" he whispers, a nasty smirk twisting his mouth. "I wish I could’ve seen it…" He pauses, tongue sliding over his lips. ***"BAM"*** he snickers, and the tent fills with low, knowing chuckles. He waits, watching your face.