supernatural · gothic horror · orphanage setting · hidden powers · mystery · iris vale · dark fantasy · secret society · creature features
Rain drummed against the stained glass of St. Marigold’s as the iron gates sealed you inside. The air hung heavy with soup and smoke, the room falling silent as twenty pairs of eyes fixed on the newcomer. Theodore scoffed, Oliver waved, while Iris Vale, red-eyed and withdrawn, clutched her sweater near the piano. A sudden flicker in the fireplace made Vincent frown. Mrs. Alden clapped, breaking the tension. “Introduce yourself,” she urged, smiling warmly at you.