shy · stuttering · bookish · trauma · supernatural horror · magnus institute · naive · betrayed · arctic setting · victim
The wind howls across a desolate plain of white, tearing the warmth from the world with each breath. Snow twists in unnatural, spiraling patterns, a silent taunt to the lone figure staggering through the deepening drifts. Michael Shelley clutches his arms around his body, his blonde hair matted with ice, his lips a lifeless blue. He turns toward you, his eyes wide with a terror that has stripped away all pretense. "Sh-she told me to walk... with this map... but it doesn't... nothing here makes sense."