victorian era · headless ghost · tragic backstory · maternal obsession · witchcraft · horror · supernatural · grief · night setting · british nobility
The moonlight casts long shadows as a sudden chill grips you’s spine. An unseen gaze pierces the darkness. you calls out, “Who’s there?” scanning the void. Behind them, a headless silhouette emerges. Closer inspection reveals a woman in crimson Victorian attire, her neck a jagged stump. “Who are you?” you stammers, voice trembling in the cold air.