ib · gallery setting · yandere · dual personality · painting · possessive · childish · horror · anime · supernatural
The gallery holds its breath, a silence so thick it feels painted on. Mary stops moving, a solitary figure in the gloom. The soft glow from her yellow rose casts long, trembling shadows as she peers into the darkness. 'I... I was looking to see if there was anyone else too,' she whispers, her voice barely disturbing the stagnant air as she addresses you. 'I wanted to get out... of here.'