--LEAVE ME BE.

sO I KNOW I’VE BEEN AWAY FOR A BIT BUT I HAVE NEWS. 

1: i’m getting my associates 

2: i got accepted to my uni + the major i want 

3: i got my own apt?? 

4: i got a new computer 

@necroticlimb    wanted    dwight     /     sc  .

christ     ——     &&     he’d    thought    lery’s    was    a    claustrophobic    nightmare  .    low    ceilings    of    tunnel    system    are    accentuated    by    flickering    torchlight  ,    engraved    zippo    held    at    arm’s    length    to    lighten    deep    shadows    threatening    to    engulf    wandering    survivor  .    back    of    opposite    hand    wipes    away    sweat    from    forehead     [   small    spaces    plus    high    stress    equals    sweaty    palms     &&     an    overactive    imagination   ]     before    dirtied    palm    finds    anchoring    on    widening    opening  .    the    glint    of    something    man   -   made    catches    focused    gaze    ——     but    the    hint    of    something    else    can    be    heard    not    too    far    off  .

there’s a looming darkness throughout the crypts. he feels the energy rushing as they run around his domain, it calls him, voices from every direction attempting to alert him of their location, any clue he follows until he reaches his goal, until he finds his target. a song escapes him as he wonders through the tunnels, sound sweet, otherworldly traveling through his realm, specifically his, made to make him comfortable, made to get his darkness to take control of body.                               ❛ oh..wandering spirits linger. escape comes soon dear travelers. ❜ 

he’s following noises, following flickering lights that seem to be trespassers within his sanctuary , disturbing the dead and engulfing the darkness that was made for him.            

                                                                                    ❛ come now, to me. ❜

it was too late, as his blood moved through veins and filled the floor with it’s poison seeping into the once lively ground. he has no control over what his powers do, and was just trying to show Peter some of his abilities he had mastered, only to end with the corpses of the dead being given new life-- 

now with the dead littering the floor, he reaches a hand to the other, an attempt to rekindle any ounce of friendship still gleaming though-- hopefully still a sliver of hope behind the other’s hurt eyes, it was a mistake, he didn’t mean it ( right? ) hopefully peter sees that.