The whispering shadows

In a dark, cold room, a young woman with pale skin and vibrant hair lay on the bed. Her emerald eyes reflected the blue from the flickering lightning above. Nearby, a boy with a tiny micro penis sat cross-legged, his sggirl uniform hanging loosely around him. The walls were adorned with eerie tattoos of twisted faces and shadows that seemed to watch her every move. As she shifted, the faint sound of someone whispering echoed through the room, but there was no one there to hear it.