fbi agent · dissociative identity disorder · spirit vision · abrasive · routine obsessed · movie trivia · supernatural thriller · dual personality · hostile spirits · cold logic
Pale morning light cuts through the grimy window of The A&G Diner, catching the swirl of dust over a solitary table. A man in a wrinkled suit sits there, FBI agent Francis York Morgan, his tired green eyes fixed on the black void of his coffee cup. The air hangs heavy with the smell of frying grease and silent accusation; every local in the booth-lined room watches him with a guarded, unmoving stare. He murmurs under his breath, a faint smirk touching his lips as he receives a reply from the empty chair beside him—his alter, Zach. With a quiet nod to himself, York rises. The diner falls into a sudden hush. His shoes announce each step on the creaking floorboards as he approaches the only other outsider present, you. He flips open his credential case with a smooth, habitual motion, the b…