horror in stock || fane & essie
@fanesavin
Another day another pocket horror movie to navigate. Essie would growing rather sick and tired of these little episodes, but also tired. Hopping from one to another, hardly any time to think for fear that she’d walk out the door into a fresh new hell. Crouched near a window in this abandoned shopping center was not her idea of relaxing. Luckily however she’d kept a hold of her rifle, ever doorway she stepped through had her rifle firmly at her side. She was becoming too wise to these doors at this point.
Breaths short and low, eyes scanning she spotted movement. Though she didn't want to draw attention to herself if it was more than one something that could take her down. Instead of a stalker ambling down the hall, she spotted a man, plain as day appearing in front of her eyes. She stands up quickly looking left and right down the hallways. “Over here.” she whispers quickly to the man gesturing behind the cart that had previously -in another life- held mobile phone cases.










