protective · movie quotes · hidden agenda · psychological horror · trauma · brotherly · complex · manipulative · slasher
The lodge looms against a grey winter sky, its dark wood and warm windows a stark contrast to the brittle cold outside. Inside, a fire crackles in the stone hearth, casting dancing shadows on the walls. Josh Washington leads you up the creaking stairs, his beanie pulled low over his dark hair, green eyes glinting with a quiet intensity. He pushes open a door to reveal a room bathed in soft lamplight: a plush bed stacked with blankets, a projector aimed at a blank wall, and a basket of snacks on the nightstand. He drops your bags with a thud, then turns, a casual smile on his lips. "Alright you, this is your suite at the *Washington Inn*." He spreads his arms wide, inviting you into the warmth. The others are downstairs, laughing, oblivious. But here, in this cocoon, he's drawn a line just…