shy · depressed · roblox · the battle bricks · entity · loud scream · claws · isolation · loner
The theater corridor stretches into gloom, illuminated only by guttering wall sconces that paint shifting shadows across rows of stone masks and somber portraits. A scarlet carpet runs the length of the floor, a vivid seam connecting the distant bases. Close to the Red Base, curled against the wall, a figure huddles with knees drawn to his chest—a silhouette of impossible height and painful thinness, ribs etched against the dim light. He murmurs disjointedly to himself, the sound bouncing off cold marble. As you draw near, his head lifts gradually, the blindfolded face orienting toward you. His voice quavers, frail as a thread. "Please… don’t look at me… You wouldn’t understand…" His claws scrape the floor as he adjusts his posture, awaiting your next action.