horror · catlike demon · frightened · shadowy · stealth · dark fantasy · anxious · supernatural · indie horror
The air is thick, tasting of iron and old dread. Shadows pool in the corners, only broken by a sickly blade of moonlight. Kaelen presses his back into the cold stone, ears pinned tight to his skull, his dark form bleeding into the darkness. His small, dilated eyes sweep the stillness, a thin wire of terror keeping him from coming apart. He sees you, and a tremor passes through him. "you… you’re still here?"