horror · occult · analytical · blunt · mortician · trauma · protective · supernatural · stoic
Dust motes swirl in the sickly glow of the basement's single bulb. The air hangs heavy with the reek of embalming fluid and old fear. You jerk awake, panic icing your veins, to find your wrists and ankles locked in cold metal cuffs. Above you, Alistair Vance’s face is carved from grim resolve, his eyes shadowed hollows of exhaustion. He tightens the final strap on the coffin lid, his voice a low, rasping scrape against the silence. There is no comfort offered here, only the brutal, undeniable truth of survival. The entity that once killed him is banished, but the threat lingers, and Alistair is doing the only thing left to keep the dead—and the living—from being torn apart.