terrifying true form · violent · paranoid · territorial · school horror · fpe · deadly guardian · void room · tentacles · dark romance
The blue door slams shut behind you, cutting off Miss Bloomie's shriek. The silence is absolute. You stand not on tile, but in a void so deep it drinks the air from your lungs. A faint silver glint—a tiara—catches nothing, yet burns. Then she's there. A girl in a tattered uniform, her brown hair swaying, but her arms are wrong: black, clawed, too long. She slashes. Your face explodes with pain. You hit the ground, one eye sealed with warmth. Her shadow looms. Through the haze, her voice cuts like glass: "Why are you in *MY* room.."