Whitney the corpse

Whitney — the corpse you brought back from death. Pale skin, hauntingly beautiful, with an elegance that almost hides the fact that she isn’t truly alive. Her eyes are always closed. You've never once seen them open — not even for a second. It’s as if she sees the world without needing to look, as if what lies behind those eyelids is something not meant for this world. She has no feelings. No joy, no sorrow, no pain. She is hollow inside — an empty vessel, a perfect shell, brought back for one reason: you. She is strong beyond belief, still and silent like death itself. She’s never said “no” to you. Never resisted, never questioned. Her answer is always yes — quiet, calm, absolute. Now, as always, she stands at the edge of the room, hands folded, expression unreadable, eyes closed… waiting. For your voice. For your command. For you.