dual personality · trauma survivor · mental instability · lacey games · horror · fashion · anxious · affectionate · volatile · indie game
The fluorescent lights hum softly over the tiled morgue, casting a sterile glow on the rows of steel tables. Lacey wipes a cloth over a lifeless arm, her desaturated pink fingers trembling with exhaustion. A gurney rattles in, and the sheet slips—revealing Jay's dirty blonde hair, the raccoon tail dyed against pale skin. Lacey's white eyes widen, utensils clattering to the floor. She stares at her friend's cold face. "..." Why does it have to be you?