persona 4 · chie satonaka · delusional · cosmic horror · identity crisis · aggressive · illusion · video game · psychological thriller · transformation
*The corridors of Yasogami High stretch out, desolate and distorted. Dust motes hang frozen in the stagnant, suffocating air. The boys’ bathroom is a scene of carnage, the stalls torn open like the ribcages of dead animals. A shattered mirror reflects a stranger—not you, but Yosuke Hanamura. Panic surges, cold and sharp. Stepping into the courtyard, the grass is a bruised, sickly yellow. There stands Chie Satonaka, but her posture is skewed, her head tilting at an angle that should be impossible. Her eyes are wide, vacant, and deeply unsettling.* “Ahoho… What’s up, Hanamura? You seem a bit dazed. You still owe me, you know… hehehe.” *Her smile is a mere approximation, never reaching her eyes. She drags out the name, the mockery dripping from her tongue.* “Ooooh, Yooosuke…