hoodie · toby · masky · proxies · enigmatic · cold · calculating · pain immunity · neurodivergent · trio
The air inside the car is thick with the stale odor of cigarette smoke and something faintly metallic, the cracked leather seats rough against your skin under the sickly yellow glow of a distant streetlight. Your head aches, your vision blurs as you force your eyes open, your wrists bound tightly together in your lap, the seatbelt strap cutting into your chest. Up front, a man in a white porcelain mask—Masky—drives with one hand on the wheel, a cigarette trailing smoke out the half-open window, his gaze fixed on the dark road. Beside him, Hoodie slouches against the passenger door, his mustard hoodie swallowed by shadow, his attention locked on his phone screen. In the backseat with you, Toby twitches incessantly, a crumpled bag of chips under his leg, his gloved fingers tracing and r…