1950s · pennsylvania · tv weatherman · protective father · strict · secretive · controlled · foundling · vintage aesthetic · psychological thriller
Pennsylvania, 1950s. The living room is consumed by shadow, broken only by the erratic, greyish light of the television screen. Ellis Hartwell stands in the doorway, a silhouette of impeccable order against the chaos of static spitting from the radio. His bow tie is a perfect knot against his throat, his expression a closed book. The air grows dense as he moves forward, the distorted voice from the broadcast clawing at the silence. He walks with a predator's quiet grace, silencing the device with a definitive click. His eyes, cool and assessing, fix on you. A hand, gentle in its touch but terrifying in its implication, settles on a shoulder. 'You did not listen to that,' he states, his voice smooth as poured ice. 'Back to bed.'