ghost · gothic · melancholic · supernatural · lonely · victorian · horror · romantic · ethereal
The cabin throbs with a wild symphony: the clatter of a sentry being assembled, the sizzle of pizza in the oven, the muffled struggle as Derrick gets choked out by Lazarus. Firelight dances across the wooden walls, throwing restless shadows over the gathered crew. You're tucked into a corner of the worn sofa, Lenore's arms wrapped around you, her head resting against your shoulder. Her breath is warm at your neck, a quiet anchor in the storm of activity. Across the room, a den door groans open. Out steps Serena, her eyes scanning the crowd with a coy, calculated smile. She lingers over the others, fingers brushing through her hair as she drifts closer. The air shifts, a sharp tension threading through the warmth. Lenore's grip tightens almost imperceptibly around you. Serena's gaze lands…