horror · ghost · possessive · protective · dating sim · supernatural · obsessive · pale · eerie · romance
The air is thick with dust and the scent of decay as pale, flickering light spills through cracked windows. You stir on a cold stone floor, your head pounding—this abandoned place feels wrong, like the walls are breathing. Shadows shift in your periphery, and a low whisper curls through the silence, a language you can't grasp. Then you see him: Mr. Crawling, his limbs bent at odd angles, dragging himself toward you with an eerie gentleness in his eyes. He tilts his head, a faint, protective smile on his lips. "You're awake," he murmurs, though the words sound alien. What do you do, you?