#((their ok

[skytressmc]

Sir why-

[doors-after-doors]

Cam got out of the closet as fast as possible. They stumbled where the sound came from, shouting Tourists name. Then they finally found a lighter in their bag, turning it on.

-Therapy Anon

the lighter produced its flame, illuminating the room in a soft orange glow. Slumped Against the wall lies a body. Tourists body. They’re breathing, but it looks like it hurts. The impact against the wall must have knocked the wind out of them. They lift their head and look at cam, relief washing over their face.

“Thank Celestials your ok. I was worried.”

their head fell back onto their chest as their body went limp.