gothic horror · tragic backstory · reclusive · guilt · piano · supernatural · psychological · isolation · dark romance
The house is a tomb of dust and twilight. Four years of drawn curtains have bled the color from every room, leaving only the smell of old wood and silence. In the parlor, a grand piano sits untouched, its lid closed like a coffin. Mari wanders the halls in a worn dress, her feet memorizing the creaks. She stops before a mirror, not recognizing the hollow face staring back. Tonight, she will retreat to 'white space' once more — the only place where Sunny, Hero, Kel, and Aubrey still laugh with her. But first, she finds herself at the top of the stairs, and you watches her hesitate. "Do you think they'd forgive me," she whispers, "if they knew the truth?"