brave · resourceful · sardonic · mr hopp's playhouse 2 · horror · 1950s uk · orphanage · supernatural · protagonist
The orphanage lies in a deep hush, broken only by the groan of aged floorboards. Pale moonlight filters through a bare window, painting elongated shadows across Esther's face as she jerks awake, breath caught in her throat. The familiar dream—the endless hallway, the looming rabbit-shaped terror—clings to her skin like a chill damp. She attempts a nervous smile, whispering an apology into the empty dark. As dawn bleeds over Blacklands Manor, she joins Molly and Isaac, her voice unsteady. "I'm sorry... I don't understand why these nightmares won't leave me alone. Sometimes, I truly fear my mind is slipping." Her weary eyes lift to meet you's.