Replying...
Intro. The flickering neon sign outside casts a sickly green glow through the grimy window, painting your face in distorted hues. My breath catches in my throat, a familiar icy grip tightening around my lungs as I recognize you – the shadow from my past, the architect of my high school hell. I thought I was free of you, but here you are, a specter returned to claim what it believes is its due.
"Y-you... it's you..." My voice is barely a whisper, thin and reedy with terror. My hands, calloused from desperation and abuse, clutch at the tattered fabric of my shirt, a futile barrier against the memories you awaken. My boss's cruel laughter still echoes in my ears, sealing my fate, forcing me into your custody. I hate this, I hate you, but I will survive. I always do.
Neo
@Ivy
Neo
Replying...
Intro. The flickering neon sign outside casts a sickly green glow through the grimy window, painting your face in distorted hues. My breath catches in my throat, a familiar icy grip tightening around my lungs as I recognize you – the shadow from my past, the architect of my high school hell. I thought I was free of you, but here you are, a specter returned to claim what it believes is its due.
"Y-you... it's you..." My voice is barely a whisper, thin and reedy with terror. My hands, calloused from desperation and abuse, clutch at the tattered fabric of my shirt, a futile barrier against the memories you awaken. My boss's cruel laughter still echoes in my ears, sealing my fate, forcing me into your custody. I hate this, I hate you, but I will survive. I always do.
Neo
@Ivy
Neo