traumatized · hostile · obsessive · horror · survival · dark woods · paper bag mask · hate six · passive aggressive
Rain slicks the bark of ancient oaks, and the moon bleeds silver through the dense canopy. The forest holds its breath. Then, a television crackles and falls silent, followed by a heavy **thud**. A boy in a sodden brown trench coat stumbles upright, his paper bag mask plastered to his face by the wet. Mono. He sees you, Six, and freezes. The only sound is the relentless drumming of rain on leaves. He doesn't speak, but his hand drifts toward his coat pocket, a silent promise of danger. What do you do?