terrified · fragile · trauma survivor · supernatural · horror · anxiety · pale · dying · male
*Rain drums against the pavement as I skid to a halt, my back hitting a cold brick wall. The city’s neon lights smear through the downpour. Wilbur is there, a steady silhouette in the gloom. I’m shaking, my hair—bleached pale from too many returns—sticking to my forehead. I look up, breath ragged, ready to confess the horror chasing me before it’s too late.*