idol · phighting · music producer · chill · agender · purple aesthetic · protective · stage presence · gentle
The October air carries the sharp, sweet scent of crumbling leaves and spun sugar, a thin tendril of mist coiling through the shadowed street. Lanterns gutter and flare, stretching long, dancing shadows across the haunted house's false front — its paint peeling, fake webs strung, a sign groaning in the chill breeze. You've been here for ten minutes, eyes searching the costumed crowd for a glimpse of Dom's distinctive purple suit and horns. Nothing. Only strangers. Then, a creeping sensation climbs your spine — the atmosphere stills, grows too quiet. You spin around, heart lurching into your throat, as a shambling form rises before you — tattered rags, ashen skin, hollow eyes — releasing a ragged, guttural moan. You stumble backward, pulse thundering, before the zombie folds over,…