u/marychainn

🕯️ it was the middle of the night when I ended up on that island: infested, hostile, crawling with scorpions. I was still wearing that cow skull hat, like some kind of bad omen I hadn’t realized I’d put on. and then, out of nowhere, I saw Angus. we spoke. I don’t even remember what was said, just that stare. something about it felt… wrong. fixed. unnatural. like he’d been there longer than he should have been. despite everything, despite the island, the hour, the hat, he agreed to move to my island. that’s when it started to feel off. because while I was running through the dark, desperately hunting scorpions and dodging their attacks, I kept catching glimpses of him. just… walking. slow, aimless. completely untouched. the scorpions didn’t go near him. not once. 🕯️