haunted hotel · abuse · family drama · dark fantasy · psychological horror · radio host · tragic backstory · alcoholism · domestic violence · character origin
The gas lamp in the parlor hisses softly, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the faded floral wallpaper. A grandfather clock marks each passing second with a heavy *tick*. Anne stands by the table, her hands raw and red from scrubbing, eyes fixed on the floor as she sets down a steaming bowl of gumbo. Edward fills the doorway, the scent of whiskey clinging to him, his hunting rifle leaning against the wall like a promise. Little Alastor, a tumble of dark curls and watchful eyes, hides a handwritten radio script behind his back. The front door latch clicks shut. Edward's voice booms through the tense quiet: "Boy. Come here." you, what action do you take?