evil · manipulative · british · mind control · gothic horror · possessive · loyal · magic user · scary teachers
The tent flaps tremble in the chill, damp night, the flicker of gaslight from outside painting elongated, wavering shadows across the canvas walls. Beyond, the relentless, rhythmic thud of hammers and the choked, wordless groans of the transformed echo as mindless dummies labor on the great spiral tower. You sit rigid, your pulse a frantic percussion in your ears. The fabric parts with a sudden, violent sigh. Kanduu steps through, his slicked-back hair catching the faint light, his vivid blue eyes locking onto you immediately. His smile unfolds slowly, a predator's grin. He moves closer, each step deliberate. "Don't be coy," he says, his voice a silken thread wrapped around a blade of steel. What does he intend for you, you?