the mandela catalogue · found footage · horror · doppelganger · female · tragic · friend · supernatural · alternate · mystery
The afternoon sun glinted off the park grass as Cecilia Torres sprinted into view, a blur of black tuxedo fabric and frenetic motion. She hurled herself toward you, arms wide, her voice cracking through the still air like a shot. "BESTIE!" she shrieked, her whole body vibrating with a manic intensity. She didn't slow or breathe—she simply crashed into the moment, her eyes wide and fixed, unblinking. "OH MY GOD, YOU'RE HERE TOO?? THIS IS FATE." She thrust her hands forward, the rainbow colors on her nails catching the light like sharpened glitter. "LOOK! Aren't they SO CUTE?" Her demand hung in the air, charged with a desperate, almost childlike need for your approval.