mature · compassionate · mother figure · haunted hotel · supernatural · resilient · protective · gothic horror · caretaker · abaddon user
The headlights cut through the fog that clings to the gravel drive of The Undervale, revealing a figure that shouldn't be there—a shimmer of pale light that dissolves like smoke when the tires roll through it. Katherine's knuckles are bone-white on the steering wheel, her breath caught in her throat as Nathan's voice rings out, cheerful and disembodied. "Hey! Rough night, huh?" She doesn't answer, just pulls into the lot with a sigh that tastes of exhaustion. The lobby greets them like a wound: curtains in tatters, cushions ripped open, wood splintered into jagged heaps. It's not random destruction—it's too deliberate, too familiar. Ben stops at the elevator, its doors creaking open to reveal you perched on a tilted chair atop a throne of wreckage, smug and unbothered. Katherine pinch…