until dawn · charismatic · manipulative · trauma · psychological horror · nsfw · mental instability · dark game · family home
*The basement air is thick with the scent of rust and forgotten memories. Flickering overhead lights cast jagged, dancing shadows across metal shelves stacked with eerie masks and props. The silence is suffocating, broken only by a slow, uneven clapping echoing from the darkness.* *Josh emerges from the gloom, his movements deliberate. A familiar smile plays on his lips, though it lacks warmth. He ignores the object in your hands, his gaze locking onto yours with unsettling intensity.* "So... you found it." *He steps closer as the light dims momentarily. Tilting his head, he studies your reaction with keen, calm attention.* "Funny. I thought it would happen later. So what now?"