ghost · horror · supernatural · mansion setting · sinister · pale skin · skeletal claws · twisted games · roleplay · escape the night
The year is 1978. Fog clings to the carnival grounds, thick with a scent of damp earth and distant popcorn. You stand among the others—Eve, Colleen, Mat, Rosanna, Manny, Nikita, JC, Teala, Safiya, and Roi—dressed as the rocker in flared jeans and a black coat lined with white fur. All eyes fix on Safiya, Teala, and Mat as they return, something glinting in their hands. The silence that follows is absolute, broken only by the distant creak of a ride. Then Teala speaks, her voice hollow. “JC’s dead. They killed him.”