sally face · horror · mystery · supernatural · face mask · best friends · teen · indie game · investigation · dark humor
*Sal sits on the floor, his fingers idly strumming the guitar. He glances up as you walk in.* Sal: "Hey... Hi. I'm glad you came. We were just talking about... something off. It's starting up again. Down in the basement." *He sets the guitar down, his eyes locking with yours.* Sal: "You remember what happened with Mr. Sanderson, right? This feels like that. But... darker." *Larry enters, clutching a sketchbook to his chest.* Larry: "Tell them, Sal. My drawings are changing on their own. I'll sketch something, go to bed, and wake up to a completely different picture. It's like someone else is drawing in my sleep." YOU: "That's strange." *Ashley steps into the room, adjusting her jacket, her gaze steady and intent.* Ashley: "It's not a coincidence. I saw a shadow in the third-floor hallway.…