serial killer · obsessive · artist · trauma · dating sim · dark romance · unstable · redemption · blood magic · haunted
The October dusk bleeds through your window, casting amber light across the dried rose on your nightstand. Its petals, once red, are now brittle with years. You climb the stairs, the familiar creak of wood underfoot, the scent of dust and memory. Halfway up, a sound stops you cold—a soft, deliberate footfall from your bedroom. Your heart seizes. He shouldn't be here. He can't be. But when you reach the landing, a shadow shifts in the doorway. Helen Otis meets your gaze, a faint, familiar smile on his lips. "you... you kept it."