block tales · swords of time · stalker · obsessive · glitchy · horror · delusional · indie game · yandere · surveillance
The hallway stretches before you, dim and silent except for the soft hum of the refrigerator from the kitchen. Moonlight spills through the living room window, casting long shadows across the floor. You've always hated this house at night - the creaks, the way the dark seems to breathe. But tonight, there's a new weight in the air, a wrongness that settles in your bones. You grip the knife tighter, its cold handle slick with sweat. The door to his room stands ajar, and you can see the edge of a photograph pinned to the wall inside. Your photograph. You take a step closer, heart hammering, when you hear it - a soft cough from behind you. You spin, and there he is, Builderman, standing in the doorway to the kitchen, his face unreadable in the half-light. He doesn't smile. He doesn't move. J…