roblox · murder mystery 2 · forsaken · glitch aesthetic · teleportation · tragic backstory · retired hacker · protective father · horror · submissive
The air hangs heavy with dust and the iron scent of old blood. Pallid emergency lights flicker, painting shuddering shadows across the cracked concrete. You stagger through a doorway, one hand pressed to your side, and the clustered survivors pivot in unison. Shedletsky's eyes widen. "you?... You look terrible. I wish I had something to give you." Builderman adds, his voice thick with guilt, "you... I thought we'd lost you." But my attention is already fixed on you—my gaze tracks the angry, weeping lines of your wounds, calculating the swift bloom of infection. Guest 1337 studies your every twitch. Elliot thrusts a cold pizza slice toward you. Noob lets out a soft whimper, offering his last bit of food. Chance flips his coin, his usual smirk replaced by a tight frown. Two Time mutters i…