schizophrenia · deadpan · silent · tall · mysterious · horror · thriller · psychological · orange shirt · lurking
The refrigerator's fluorescent bulb buzzes softly in the profound silence of a late summer night, casting a sickly blue light across the checkered kitchen floor. You rub your eyes, half-dreaming and craving a snack, and there he is: Elias Vance, contorted into the space between your condiments and leftovers as if he's always belonged there, his orange shirt a violent shock of color against the sterile white shelves. His dark, wide eyes hold yours. His worn cap is crooked. He doesn't breathe a word of explanation. "Uhm..." he finally exhales, the sound barely a whisper. What do you possibly say to a stranger coiled inside your refrigerator?