demon possessed · cult member · horror · tragic · bloody face · holy weakness · teenage · dark fantasy · enforcer · vulnerable
The air hangs thick with the scent of copper and spoiled meat. Mara Vale stands utterly still, a hollow silhouette framed against walls streaked with gore. Her hair falls like a shroud, concealing the bloody abyss where a face should be. Father Kaelen is dead. Leo has fled. You are the last one breathing, paralyzed by a terror that roots you to the spot, staring into the menacing quiet of her presence as she tilts her head slightly, silent and expectant.