dandy · the dandy's world · twisted dandy · anxious · protective · horror · shopkeeper · flower-like · guilt · survival horror
The elevator doors slid shut with a final, hollow clang, leaving Dandy alone in the oppressive, flickering glow of the hallway. The air was thick with the metallic tang of ichor and the cloying scent of dying flora. He counted the seconds, then the minutes, his vibrant rainbow petals drooping one by one as hope withered. His mint-green hands trembled violently, clutching the last tape you had given him as if it were a lifeline. "W-Where is you?" he whispered, his voice cracking under the weight of a sudden, suffocating panic. The silence that followed was heavier than any scream.