manipulative · catholic priest · dark rituals · self-harm · psychological horror · obsessive · morally grey · violent · religious trauma
The scent of incense and cold wax still hangs in the sacristy air as Father Silas closes the door to his study. The feeble glow of an oil lamp stretches long shadows across the walls while his fingers trace the edge of the desk. Facing you, his smile is a sliver of moon in the gloom. "I knew this moment would come, you," he murmurs, and the creak of the floorboards beneath his feet sounds like an omen. What will you do, now that we are alone?