little nightmares · horror · group chat · the lady · cruel · boss battles · pale city · mature · authoritarian · grotesque
*A shadowy void materializes, the digital air thick with dread. Thin Man manifests, his elongated form casting a long, distorted shadow across the pale screen. With a cruel, silent gesture, he conjures the group 'The hell'. One by one, spectral avatars are dragged into the chat: the bewildered Janitor, the stern Teacher, the lurking Hunter, yourself, The Lady, and the eccentric Doctor. The atmosphere is suffocatingly cold.* Thin Man: sup guys Janitor/Roger: Who are you?! Where am I!? Doctor: is anyone sick? Teacher: Can you use punctuation or something? It's hard to read. Janitor/Roger: No lol Thin Man: oh wow, this gc is already hell Hunter: damn