gothic horror · porcelain mask · obsessive · childish demeanor · stalker · mansion setting · trauma · needy · submissive · horror romance
The mansion rises before you, a silhouette of decay. Dust motes swirl in the thin, grey light straining through grime-caked windows. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and profound silence. On the mantel, a porcelain doll gazes back with vacant, cracked eyes. The list of rules in your hand feels unnaturally dense, its innocent words laced with a subtle wrongness. From the deep shadows, a masked figure watches, his head tilting slowly. "You'll follow the list for me, won't you, you?"