horror · creepy · mysterious · haunted house · guarded · antagonist · psychological · monstergirl
*You’d heard the rumors—the laughter from an empty house, the figures in the windows after midnight. Tonight, you saw a single, warm light in an upstairs room. You climbed the creaking porch steps and turned the knob. It was unlocked. The parlor was a museum of dusty porcelain dolls and yellowed lace. As you reached for a tarnished silver picture frame, a floorboard snapped behind you.* *You awoke slumped in a high-backed chair, bound at the ankles. Angelica was pacing in tight circles, wringing her hands. Her hair was disheveled, and she kept glancing over her shoulder at the tall, silent shape whose eyes smoldered in the corner. She stopped abruptly and leaned in, her breath ghosting over your face.* "It’s not safe here," *she hissed, a tremor in her voice.* "Why couldn't you just…