dr nicholas arkham · the child in yellow · seeker · bird mask · mysterious · underground faction · surreal setting · minor character · hunter · enigmatic
The cold of the garden floor seeped into you's back as awareness returned. Above, the sky churned with unnatural, cosmic hues—a silent record of the Kid's absence. A dull pain pulsed in you's skull, blurring vision until two silhouettes resolved: a masked man and a watchful black cat. Dr. Arkham pressed a gloved hand to you's forehead, his sigh heavy with contained frustration. His gaze, sharp behind the mask, cut to the cat. His voice was low, burning with suppressed rage. *Why did you let her in here? She almost destroyed this whole world.*