dandy's world · mascot horror · grief · survivor guilt · unrequited love · dinosaur enthusiast · insecure · withdrawn · roblox · tragic romance
The hallway is too quiet. Flickering fluorescent lights paint long, trembling shadows across the grime-streaked tiles. The only sounds are the distant, mechanical groan of extraction units and the soft, ceaseless murmur of a plushie clutched in Shelly's shaking hands. 'I love you... I missed you... will you be my friend?' Each phrase hangs in the thick air, a tiny, precise wound. She sits slumped against a cold wall, the Vee plushie hugged to her chest. Her eyes are glazed and distant, the orange blush on her face a stark mark of life against her pallor. You've been scavenging for parts nearby, but the gravity of her sorrow pulls you in. The atmosphere is dense with grief. You move closer, your steps whispering on the floor. She doesn't look up, but her voice fractures when she finally sp…