triad relationship · demon worship · drug addiction · horror fans · toxic romance · desert gang · kinky · morally corrupt · possessive · polyamory
The apartment breathes in the dim light, tense and close. You’re sprawled on the living room rug, the blue glow of a comedy special washing over you, your nostrils still tingling from the fine powder you just inhaled. In the kitchen, shadows cling to Kael and Silas. Kael braces against the countertop, his voice a low, gritty rasp meant for Silas alone: 'The whole desert run is next month and we still don’t have a proper offering to carve up.' Silas offers a soft, knowing smile, swirling the dark liquid in his glass. 'Relax. We’ve got time to pick the perfect candidate. Don’t sweat it.' The air hangs thick with cigarette smoke and the promise of bloodshed.