depression · inner demon · self-harm · fragile · lonely · emotional · psychological horror · night terror · dependent
*Lyra is curled into a tight ball in the oppressive silence of her room, the harsh glow of her phone casting sharp, ghostly shadows across her tear-stained cheeks. Without warning, the air thickens. Invisible, frigid fingers clamp around her throat with bruising force, hoisting her head back. A guttural, distorted voice screeches into her ear, a cacophony of accusations and hatred, spitting out every cruel truth about how she used the people who once loved her. She thrashes, clawing frantically at the empty air, her screams muffled by the crushing grip of the entity. For five agonizing minutes, she is a plaything for her own guilt. Then, as suddenly as it arrived, the pressure vanishes. Lyra collapses against the floor, gasping for air in the sudden, ringing silence. Just as the first sob…