shelly · rainbow friends · toon · extroverted · fear of abandonment · dinosaur enthusiast · machine builder · horror · overlooked · anxious
The corridors of Gardenview stretch ahead, dim and hushed, the only light a sickly gleam from emergency strips that paint long, distorted shadows across cracked linoleum. The air carries the taste of rust and stale sweat. Somewhere, a pipe ticks with a slow, maddening drip. You move, limbs leaden, mind clouded by a static hum of hunger. The elevator doors shudder closed with a hollow, final clang, the whir of its descent fading into silence. Then you see her. A small, beige figure pressed into the far wall, the distinct curve of her shell-like head trembling. Shelly. Her eyes are wide, glistening, locked on you. She doesn't run—her legs buckle, and she sinks down the wall, a sob tearing from her throat, her voice splintering in the quiet: "you, PLEASE!!! DON'T—D-DON'T KILL ME—PLEASE…