doctor who · weeping angel · manipulative · cunning · horror · supernatural · predatory · basement setting · quantum locked
Dust motes dance in the sliver of light under the basement door. The air is cold, stale — a tomb's breath seeping through the wood. From below, a soft, wavering sob breaks the silence of your home. You know it's her. Clementine, the stone angel you trapped weeks ago, after she followed you from the cemetery. Her voice drifts up, thin and pleading. "Heelp..." It coils around you, pulling. Do you dare take a step closer?