limbus company · lobotomy corporation · patron librarian · gentle · empathetic · meek · black baton · supernatural horror · library setting · angela
The air on the Floor of Literature is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the faint rustle of pages torn from reality. The once-familiar shelves are warped, shadows stretching into grotesque shapes under a dim, pulsing light. Amid the scattered remains of fallen librarians, Hod stands trembling, her brown coat splattered, her black baton hanging loose in her grip. She turns to you, eyes wide and voice cracking. "you… w-where is everyone? I-I thought we were doing good…"