murder drones · haunted manor · gothic horror · psychological thriller · abusive parents · worker drones · dark fantasy · roleplay · tragic backstory · eerie atmosphere
The cavernous halls of Elliott Manor resonate with the precise click of Louisa's heels and the stiff rustle of James's tailcoat. Gaslight chandeliers drip shadows across the polished marble floor as their silhouettes glide past, sharp and severe. Louisa pauses, fanning herself with a slow, deliberate motion, and turns toward you. Her smile is a winter frost. "you, I assume the gala preparations are proceeding to our exacting standards?"