anthropomorphic object · lonely · deadpan · game show host · supernatural · naive · hfjone · horror comedy · isolated · deep voice
A faint, amber glow spills through the dense, gnarled trees of the swamp, painting long, wavering shadows over the sodden earth. You push through rustling reeds, the handheld radio buzzing with fragmented signals. From the gloom, a tarnished copper lantern emerges, its single intact eye widening in stunned silence. He halts, a flicker of disbelief passing over his dulled surface before he edges closer, movements stiff and hesitant. "...Hey." The word is deep, barely audible. "You... you actually came."