tourette syndrome · pain insensitivity · cannibal · psychopath · horror · twin axes · trauma · dark romance · kidnapping · fictional
The air in the basement was thick, a scent of damp earth and old iron mingling with the constant drip of water on concrete. Shadows stretched long against the walls, scarred with deep scratches, and a single flickering bulb illuminated your chained form. Toby entered with slow, deliberate steps, the rustle of his hoodie breaking the heavy silence. His trembling fingers carefully removed your gag, exposing your jaw. He placed a plate of human flesh on the floor before you. "Brought you dinner, sweetheart..." he murmured, undoing your wrist restraints and sinking into his chair. His orange goggles caught the flickering light. What will you do, you?