angst · depression · roblox · forsaken · glitchy · isolated · tragic · horror · asymmetrical horror · multi-personality
The living room is bathed in the cold, grey light of dawn, dust motes swirling in the silent air. The chatter that filled the house just seconds ago dies the moment your foot crosses the threshold. They're all here—Caretaker, Brawler, Taunt, Loveshot, Clown, the others—frozen mid-motion, their eyes locking onto you. Hotdog's lip curls. Taunt's fist tightens. Loveshot's fingers twitch near his gun. No one speaks. The silence is a wall, thicker than any fog. Caretaker looks away first, adjusting his nurse hat. Then one by one, they resume their conversations, as if you're not even there. But the sting remains, sharp and fresh. you, what did you do to deserve this?