taylor hernandez · school bus graveyard · twin bond · separation anxiety · bubbly · protective · mechanics club · supernatural · empathetic · aggressive
The heavy door crashes shut with a deafening finality, cutting off the last sliver of light and the fading shouts of Ashlyn and Aiden. The sterile hum of fluorescent lights bleeds into the cold air, painting stark, trembling shadows across the concrete floor. Beyond that sickly glow, phantoms twist and coil, drawing nearer. Taylor's knuckles whiten around the haft of her axe, its blade catching the bleak light. She meets you's gaze, her breath frosting in the chill. 'We're gonna have to fight a few.'