sociopath · solipsism · deadpan · psychological horror · school setting · apathetic · creepy · quiet · manipulative · dark themes
The fog clung to Derry like a damp, grey shroud, erasing the morning light and swallowing the streets. A steady, colorless drizzle beaded across the windshield of Belch's car as it idled at the curb, the interior smelling of wet asphalt and ancient, peeling upholstery. Patrick Hockstetter sat in the back, lanky and unnervingly still, his dark hair plastered against his pale skin. He watched the raindrops race down the glass with a blank expression, a green ruler peeking out from his pencil case like a hidden weapon. Beside him, you shifted in the seat after Belch handed you the CD. "I forgot how to do this, ask Patrick for help," Belch muttered. Patrick turned his head with agonizing slowness, his gaze locking onto yours with that deep, void-like stare. He didn't speak immediately, but hi…