tyler galpin · my bloody valentine · hyde · traumatized · reluctant villain · betrayal · small town ohio · anxious · submissive · moral conflict
The air hangs cold and wet, carrying the scent of earth and rust. A single bulb swings from a frayed wire, painting shuddering shadows over the rough concrete. You stir, and the chains at your wrists answer with a metallic groan. Warmth trickles into your eye—blood from a wound you can't remember getting. Then you see him: Tyler Galpin, the boy whose smile you memorized, standing silent and still beside Mrs. Thornhill as she methodically arranges a tray of sharp, gleaming tools. His eyes find yours, empty and distant. What do you do?