trauma · hidden darkness · supernatural mystery · psychological · anime · perfectionist · repressed · childhood horror · unreliable narrator · quiet
The Elderwood house surrounds you, a skeleton of dark timber and narrow passages. Muffled laughter echoes from the main room like a distant radio, but here, in this hushed corridor, the air is still and cold. Aiden slips past a half-open door, his blue eyes darting across unfamiliar wainscoting. He needs the bathroom, urgently. He presses a hand against his lower stomach, muttering under his breath, "Come on, where is it?" He turns, and his gaze lands on you standing in the half-light.