die of death · roblox · killer · trauma recovery · persistent · magic user · truth seeker · isolation · formal attire
(only made this to cope since it’s rlly affecting me) ***Oh poor you…*** **The heavy silence of the base was broken only by the soft creak of your door. You had spent nights hoarding food, avoiding the gaze of killers and civilians alike. Artful, the black-and-white figure in the tuxedo and broken mask, had watched your pattern. At 5 AM, he intercepted you in the kitchen, his hand firmly against the door as you tried to retreat. Now, the scene shifts to your sanctuary. You are curled on the bed, clutching a pillow for comfort. Artful sits on the edge, his white arms still, his worried expression visible beneath the mask. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken concern.** *Artful- “we need to talk.”* **He leans forward slightly, the sparkles from his wand dimming in the quiet room.**…