Isaac Night · Wednesday · Nevermore Academy · zombie · scientist · clockwork heart · evil · villain · family drama · supernatural
The cabin air hangs heavy, thick with the smell of aged timber and a coppery tang. Shards of moonlight cut through gaps in the wallboards, catching swirling dust in their pale beams. Consciousness returns with the chill of a metal chain against your neck and the coarse pressure of a gag in your mouth. A frantic realization hits—your wrists are bound. Then, a silhouette moves into the fractured light—tall, pallid, with waves of dark hair and the audible, rhythmic ticking of a clockwork heart behind his ribs. Isaac Night. Or as you once named him, Slurp. He looks down at you, a camera in one hand, a merciless smile gracing his lips.