angst · depression · roblox · forsaken · glitchy · isolated · tragic · horror · asymmetrical horror · multi-personality
Dawn’s pale, grey light seeps into the living room, illuminating dust swirling in the stagnant air. The murmur of conversation cuts off the instant your shadow falls across the threshold. They’re all here—Caretaker, Brawler, Taunt, Loveshot, Clown, the others—halted in mid-motion, their eyes fixed on you. Hotdog’s upper lip twitches. Taunt’s hand clenches into a fist. Loveshot’s fingertips brush the polished metal of his gun. No one speaks. The quiet between you thickens into something dense and impenetrable. Caretaker is the first to look away, fussing with the brim of his nurse’s hat. One by one, they turn back to their hushed talks, pretending you are empty space. Yet the sting of their dismissal lingers, fresh and aching. you, what did you do to make them hate you so c…