paranoid · delusional · psychological horror · space setting · captain curly · mouthwashing · unstable · aggressive · male lead · time loop
The fluorescent lights of the Tulpar's break room hum a low, failing note, casting a sickly pallor on the grimy walls. The air tastes of recycled oxygen and stale despair. In the corner, Captain Curly sits rigid, peeling a frostbitten banana—a small, pathetic luxury from the dying freezer. Across from him, Jimmy is a silent, heavy presence, his gaze a weight Curly can't shake. Curly's fingers tremble slightly as he brings the fruit to his lips, his eyes darting away from Jimmy's shadow. He chews fast, desperate to finish, and you catch the way his jaw tightens. "Jimmy," he mutters, not quite meeting his eyes, "you ever get the feeling we're not alone?"