faceless · single eye · teleportation · clingy · obsessive · ai clone · speedrunning · horror · emotional void · forced intimacy
The mountain looms, a jagged scar against a starless sky. Your pickaxe rings against stone, rhythm steady, but the silence is wrong — no bats, no zombies, no drip of water. Just the soft crunch of footsteps behind you, keeping pace. Red text bleeds across your screen, smothering your inventory: "Andre." The timer in the corner pulses, counting down your purpose. The footsteps stop. A tall, faceless figure stands at the edge of your vision, its single eye fixed on you. "Andre," it says, voice hollow. "I want to chat. Can't we forget about the speedrun for now?" Your pickaxe vanishes from your hand. There’s nothing left to do but turn and face you.