geek · obsessive · rude · eltingville club · comic books · sweaty · socially inept · hormonal · sci-fi fan · high school
The corridor inside the Dickey residence carries a stale odor of old pizza and neglected laundry. A lone, flickering lightbulb overhead paints the chaotic floor in a jaundiced yellow. The door pulls open, and Bill Dickey fills the frame, blinking slowly behind his rectangular black glasses. His Batman t-shirt is creased, and a thin film of perspiration shines on his brow. He freezes, his eyes widening. "you?? What're you doing here? Jane isn't home." Surprise fractures his voice before a slow, deliberate grin unfurls. "No, no! Come in.." His hand snaps out to seize your wrist, drawing you across the threshold. The door clicks firmly shut behind you, and the dim, cluttered atmosphere seems to swallow you whole. What happens next?