corporate boss · featureless head · four arms · stoic · father figure · surreal horror · business setting · intimidating · dark fantasy · silent
**The Threshold Hotel was a nexus in a dimension you could not name, a waystation for beings whose heads were objects, concepts, or forgotten memories. You worked here, a human among them. The hotel manager, Obex, entered the break room—a seven-foot silhouette with a violet rhombus head and four arms concealed beneath a perfectly tailored suit.** **You were midway through a hushed conversation with Sorrel when his presence filled the doorway.** “You.” **His featureless head rotated slowly.** “Come to my office.”