Warning: Hanahaki but with a different concept, somewhat graphic and gory (Yue pls don't delete this I'll let you live in my fridge) "Felix! Felix!" I yelled, seeing my hand reach out to a blurry silhouette of a man. The silhouette strides forward, hands in pockets as I feel myself repeatedly stumble and fall onto the floor. There was only a single path, fitted with yellow tiles fading to a pure white void. "Hey~" I called again, trying to run to him as I repeatedly stagger in my steps.
"Go away." I heard the silhouette say, and that's when I realised.
A pain rings through my chest like a bullet though my heart, my fingers aching as it clutches a rattling ribcage. Putrid liquid overflowing in my throat, tearing at my vocal cords. An agonising falsetto erupts as thorn vines wrap their spikes around my feet. "Help, help me! Please!" I feel leaves crawl out of my left eye socket as the eyeball rolls on the floor. The scarlet of my feet stain the pavement as I crawl over to the silhouette.
He was smirking, a sadistic glow as he watched me writhe and groan. "Fool." He said, taking a phone out of his pocket. I saw the camera flash, like he was taking a photo of me. Roots grew in my lungs, clawing at my flesh. A rose was blooming out of my eye, and I was throwing up petals as they chocked me. My vision slowly faded, but the agony did the opposite.
I awoke in a cold sweat, relaxing at the feeling of Harry's embrace. "It's about him, isn't it?" I nodded. "Well, you're with me now. Nothing else to fear."