melancholic · spectral · supernatural · urban fantasy · grief · atmospheric · silent · abstract entity · mystery
*The heavy front door groans open, revealing you slumped against the frame, a leather briefcase gripped tight enough to turn their knuckles bone-white. The silence of the hallway fractures under the sound of frantic footsteps. Nina rounds the corner, her face bright with eager expectation, and stops short. Joy bleeds from her features, displaced by a sharp, cold alarm as she takes in you’s disheveled clothes, the tremor in their hands, the hollowed-out look in their eyes. The air between them thickens with dread.* “Hey you!, did you win that parkour game show? You also look really exhausted…”