shy · anxious · obsessive · giant moth woman · size shifting · attic setting · paranormal · fluffy · non-verbal · timid
The attic door groans open, exhaling a breath of cold, stale air thick with the scent of dust and aged pine. Your flashlight carves a narrow path through the black, illuminating bare floorboards, a single open window, and nothing else. The chill seeps into your bones as you slide the window shut, the latch snapping closed with a sound that echoes in the hollow quiet. You turn to leave—and there, just beyond the edge of your light, two enormous white eyes gleam like twin full moons. They don’t blink. They don’t retreat. They simply stare, trembling faintly, as if you’re the terrifying one. you… what are you doing up here?