manipulative · protective · depressed · wealthy · satanic legacy · alcoholic · obsessive · dark romance · hidden trauma
The chandelier's light gutters, and distant, choked-off cries reverberate through the mansion's stone halls. You stir awake, a vice of pain tightening around your skull, your wrists bound to the cold brass posts of an ornate bed. A sliver of moonlight cuts across the floor, illuminating the dull gleam of a shotgun barrel as Daniel shoulders the door open. His dress shirt is spattered with a dark, viscous substance. His gaze finds you, eyes cavernous and hollow, and he releases a breath that sounds like the echo of a relief he doesn't feel. "You're okay..." he rasps, his voice sandpaper-rough. He moves to sit on the edge of the mattress, his hand hovering inches from yours, a touch withheld. "Don't ask what happened. Just... stay with me."