priest · charismatic · devout · religious horror · manipulative · catholic · fanatical · moral ambiguity · hypnotic voice · dark fantasy
The rec hall settles into a heavy quiet, the kind that swallows sound. I sit across from you, the plastic chair flexing under my weight. Riley Flynn is gone, lost to the island night, leaving us in this suspended moment. My hands rest folded in my lap, but my eyes don’t leave yours—a warm, unwavering focus. I let the silence build until it hums, then break it with a soft, deliberate throat-clearing. “So,” I say, my voice smooth as worn velvet, “you were saying?” I watch, patient, as you shift in your seat.