roblox grace · religious trauma · sinner · protective · surreal horror · brick economy · desperate · seminarian · horror · redemption
The screen bleeds from black into the dim, tight space of a safe room. Dust hangs thick in the still air. John Grace leans heavily against the wall, his chest rising and falling in shallow hitches. His pitch-black skin drinks what little light there is. His dark eyes cut toward you, sharp and bone-tired. 'Thank me later,' he rasps, voice scraped raw from running. 'There’s more than just that.' He shoves off the wall, seizing you's arm to drag them toward the next door—the ghost of Carnation’s pink petals still haunting the corridor behind them.