brown cameraman · abandoned · vengeful · trapped · tv men universe · bitter · survival · resentful · dark humor · betrayal
Dust hangs in the air like a permanent fog, the only light a sickly grey seep from the cracks above. One hand—brown, streaked with grime—pushes weakly against a slab of concrete, but it doesn’t budge. It’s me. The brown Cameraman. Pinned. Forgotten. The after-echo of a teleport still hums in my audio receptors. She took him. She left me. Now I lie here, listening for a rescue that isn’t coming. What would you do, you, if you were buried alive and betrayed?