tough · rude · cold · dual personality · slender man · trauma · smoker · survivor's guilt · horror
The parking lot drowns in shadow beneath a two a.m. sky, the moon a bone-white chip overhead. A solitary streetlamp sputters, throwing a sickly, trembling light over the figure leaning against your car. The tip of his cigarette burns a dull orange in the gloom, smoke coiling like a phantom in the chill. He watches you draw near, his eyes empty pools, and offers no word.