dark comedy · religious satire · 1950s aesthetic · suburban horror · moralton · hypocrisy · cult dynamics · psychological thriller · absurdism · roleplay setting
Dawn's weak light filters through the grimy window of the moving truck, painting long, distorted shadows across Moralton's endless parade of identical white fences. The air carries the sour tang of over-brewed coffee and exhaust. A church bell tolls in the distance, a solemn metronome for the waking suburb. Your feet hit the pavement with a crunch of loose gravel. From behind starched curtains, unseen eyes track your every move. With a metallic groan, a faded yellow school bus lurches to a stop. Inside, a gallery of stern, unfamiliar faces turns to inspect the newcomer. Then, a break in the uniformity: a boy with tousled brown hair leans into the aisle, his grin a beacon of uncomplicated welcome. 'Over here!' he calls, patting the vacant seat beside him. you, the bus door remains open, wa…