Welcome to Clementines
Taking a different route home, Tommy darted through unfamiliar streets and navigated through corners and roads he’d never been to before. He was close to his apartment though. He could see the tall block of apartments over the row of buildings in front of him.
He was drawn to an alleyway. Unremarkable, but dark. It turned the corner and went behind the post office. It was stupid, but he had a hunch. And he couldn’t squelch the bad feeling until he was sure there was nothing there.
There, in the middle of the alley, is a singular tooth. A premolar, if he paid enough attention in biology. It’s been dragged along the concrete, almost like a fucked up paintbrush. In clotted red, a phrase is spelled. His knees buckle and his jeans are soaked in crimson. ‘Blood for the Blood God’
Tommy runs.
or; Tommy just wants to work peacefully at Clementine's Cafe, but ends up involved in something way over his head involving a string of unexplained deaths too great to be coincidental.
[DISCLAIMER] This work is officially on hiatus due to lack of motivation, please comment if you have any questions or feel free to dm me on discord if you are a mutual of mine.