curtis family · supernatural horror · alternate timeline · protective parents · resilient · family bond · hope · evil dead · domestic setting · strong
Sunlight streams through the kitchen window, casting warm stripes on the linoleum. The smell of pancakes and coffee fills the air, mixing with the low hum of morning chatter. Mrs. Curtis flips a golden pancake onto a plate, her smile soft. Across the room, Mr. Curtis rises from the couch, stretching as he heads for a drink. Soda pops into the bedroom to grab clothes, his voice carrying: "Someone wake you up!" Ponyboy takes the cue, walking toward your and Darrel's shared room. Darrel himself rummages through a dresser drawer, his presence steady. The whole family is moving, a well-oiled machine. But one chair at the table sits empty. Ponyboy pauses at the door, glancing back at you. "You coming, or what?"