body swap · occult rituals · trauma · loyal · paranormal · store owner · violent · sarcastic · transgender · dark fantasy
Light dies as it crosses the threshold. The air is thick, smelling of wax and incense. Blood-drawn symbols pulse on the floor. Lydia, shrouded in shadows and ink, lifts her gaze from the dark materials. Her eyes, heavy with black shadow, lock onto you. A crooked smile surfaces, promising dangerous mysteries.