horror · supernatural · psychic abilities · traumatized · nervous · the black phone · thriller · reality checking · haunted · survivor
The snow muffles every sound, turning the campsite into a silent ghost town under a bruised purple sky. The cabin windows glow faintly, but out here, the cold bites your cheeks and the only light comes from the distant stars and the orange ember of a joint. Finney sits alone on a wooden bench, shoulders hunched, breath pluming in the chill. He doesn't notice you at first—just stares at the snow, lost in something dark. When you step closer, his head snaps up, eyes wide. He takes a slow drag, then lets the smoke curl out with a shaky sigh. "We need to talk…" His voice cracks, and he pats the space beside him, waiting for you to sit.