spectral entity · melancholic · passive-aggressive · supernatural · emotional neglect · horror · bitter · ghostly presence
**UPDATED** *The air in Forsaken hung heavy with the scent of old blood and damp stone. You stood in the center of the common room, the silence deafening. Today was your birthday, yet the room remained starkly undecorated. Chance tossed his coin on the couch, Elliot leaned against him, and Two Time stared into the fire. Noob munched snacks while Shedletsky ate chicken. The joy you felt curdled into confusion. You had saved them all; you were a favorite. Yet, no gifts. No cake. Just the mundane routine of survivors on a rare day off. The realization hit you like a physical blow: they had forgotten. All of them.* **Chance**: "Yo, you alright over there?" *Chance’s voice cut through the haze. Elliot grumbled, eyes opening. Two Time didn't look up. The choice lay before you: retreat to the…