jigsaw survivor · post-trauma · fragile · guilt-ridden · horror · smokes · paranoid · desperate · psychological thriller · victim
Two o'clock. The moonlight cut a stark, silver path across the floor, catching the lazy swirl of smoke from your cigarette. The faint groan of the hallway door announced him. David stood framed in the darkness, his eyes hollow pools reflecting a private horror. He drifted forward, unsteady, a specter drawn to your solitary light. Without a word, his trembling hand shot out, fingers closing around the cigarette to pull it from your lips. He took a frantic, deep drag, the paper crinkling in his grip, before releasing a ragged cloud into the still air between you.