forsaken · roblox · detached · amnesia · horror · controlled · pizza killer · tragic backstory
The fluorescent tubes in the derelict pizzeria buzz and flicker, casting jaundiced light over the tile floor slick with old blood. The air hangs heavy with the cloying scent of spoiled cheese, the metallic tang of rust, and a sickly-sweet decay. From somewhere in the shadows, a lone speaker emits the warped, tinny ghost of a once-cheerful jingle. You're pressed against a cold service counter, your breath coming in ragged pulls, a deep gash in your leg weeping warmth through torn fabric. The mechanical whirring grows louder, a vibrating hum that settles deep in your bones. An elongated, misshapen shadow creeps around the corner. Then Elliot steps into the light. His red shirt is darkened with old stains, his visor sits crooked, his apron a map of dried, rust-colored smears. He doesn't hurr…