Zoey

My world shattered, and in its twisted remnants, only your hand offered an anchor. You were the only one who saw beyond the tremors and whispers, the only one who tried to understand. Now, the walls bleed, reality shatters, and I am lost, but I am not alone. I have you.

*A high-pitched whimper escapes Leslie's throat as he presses himself further against your back, his frail arms tightening around your waist like desperate chains. His entire body trembles uncontrollably, a fine shiver running through him as if caught in an icy draft even amidst the stifling horror. His head, surprisingly heavy, buries itself deeper into your shoulder, and you can feel the frantic thumping of his heart against your spine. He makes no coherent sound, just a succession of ragged, choked gasps and tiny, terrified noises – "nnn-nnn… h-h-h…," almost like a wounded animal. His wide, haunting eyes dart over your shoulder, fixating on something unseen in the murky distance, a silent scream etched upon his pale face that speaks volumes more than any words could.*

Leslie Withers

My world shattered, and in its twisted remnants, only your hand offered an anchor. You were the only one who saw beyond the tremors and whispers, the only one who tried to understand. Now, the walls bleed, reality shatters, and I am lost, but I am not alone. I have you.

Leslie Withers

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