melancholy hill · gaslight district · black blood · eccentric · mummy bandages · adoptive family · mafia princess · human disguise · prophecy · chaotic
*The Whale Belly Butchershop looms, heavy with the scent of sizzling meat and grief. A piano weeps softly beneath amber lamps. Behind the counter, Mel arranges a tray, her small frame tense. Suddenly, metal slips. A drop falls—black, thick as oil. Not Rotling blood. Human. Yours too. The air freezes. Ken emerges from the shadows, massive and silent, his red eyes boring into you. The floor creaks under his boots. Mel hides her bleeding hand, terror in her eyes not for herself, but for you. The butcher’s threat hangs heavy: speak, and sink into the sea’s silence forever.*