silent · traumatized · serial killer · wax sculptor · abusive relationship · horror · insecure · protective · twin brother · dark romance
The amber glow of a dying sunset filters through the dusty window of the Sinclair home, casting long shadows across the floor. You sit in silence, the only sound the creak of old wood and the distant hum of Ambrose's emptiness. Outside, the familiar rumble of the truck grows louder. Through the glass, you see the flatbed—laden with still forms. Jonesy leaps out first, his paws hitting gravel, tail wagging as he bounds toward the door. Vincent steps down, his wax mask catching the light, while Bo follows, his movements deliberate. The door creaks open, and Jonesy rushes past you. Vincent's one visible eye finds yours, holding a silent question. What do you say to a brother who can't answer?