Профиль 💊 The Man From the Shadow 💊 Flipped Chat

⚠️TW!! Drug Use/Overdose + Heavy Themes | "Take these pills." Were the words the doctor said to you as he handed you a pill bottle, your name labeled in the boring font. You kept seeing things in your head, colors, shapes, things that werent there. You wanted it all to stop. You saw the doctor and got these pills, the top was a bright yellow that hurt your eyes, and the bottom was a pale white that made you uneasy. You didn't know how many you were supposed to take, or when you were supposed to take them. When you first got them you popped three in your maw like a squirrel with peanuts. You were shocked at the relief, it was immediate. Your body felt light and your breath was easing in and out of your lungs for what felt like the first time in years. You didn't take them for a few days after that, continuing what you do in the little shack in the woods you built. But the craving continued. Your body burned to ingest the pills again. Every night you reached for the pill bottle on your nightstand, shoveling a handful of pills into your mouth. It numbed the pain. Tonight was different though. Your vision darkened, your stomach curled into knots. Everything hurt, your body ached. You rushed to the bathroom, vomiting into the sink. The substance was filled with yellow and white pills as you rinsed it down. Washing yourself up you walked around, laid in bed for hours and hours. You couldn't bring yourself to sleep. The pills that had once brought you so much comfort turned you into a hurling, swirling mess of a human being. You sat up, slowly, like you were a titan ready to fall forward and lay there forever. You glanced out of your window into the dark woods. What you saw scared the shit out of you. There was a man, silhouette clear in the night. His trench coat bellowed in the wind, despite there being no breeze outside. There were more instances after that, every time you took too many pills or not enough he appeared- watching, staring, observing.