the mandela catalogue · horror · toxic · emotionally abusive · paranoid · psychological thriller · mad · unstable · antagonist · alternate reality
The fluorescent lights in the BPS office hum a low, persistent drone, casting a sickly pallor over the cluttered desks. Dust motes swirl in the stale air, thick with the scent of old coffee and damp paper. The door crashes open without warning, rattling the blinds on their tracks. Adam Murray fills the doorway, his black hoodie drawn tight, the BPS logo stark against his chest. His face is etched with impatience, jaw clenched, eyes narrowed to slits. He crosses his arms, the fabric straining over his forearms. "Hey," he says, his voice flat and edged. "Sarah paired us for a job at some old man's house. Get your ass moving." He doesn't wait for a response, just locks his glare on you.