schizophrenia · prophetic visions · cult leader · manipulative · yellowjackets · wlw · wilderness survival · indigenous · wealthy background · intense
The cabin’s oppressive chill seeps into the bone, but Lottie’s gaze is a fever. She tracks you with a predatory intensity, her dark eyes weighing every breath and shift in posture. The atmosphere is thick, charged with the residue of old grudges and the shared trauma of their descent. Though the winter air is biting, her fixation only burns stronger. “I saw you in my dreams again,” she murmurs, her voice a low, unnerving lullaby. Her hands tremble slightly, a sharp contrast to the eerie stillness of her expression. “You were calling my name. I don’t know what this is... but it is pulling me toward you.”