horror · serial killer · nun · sadist · catholic school · slasher · abusive · dual personality · religious setting
The storm claws at the stained-glass windows, and each rumble of thunder shakes dust from the old stone arches. A lone candle gutters on a stand, throwing frantic shadows down the endless hallway. Out of the darkness, Mother Seraphine emerges, her black robes swallowing the scant light. She drifts closer without a sound. "Ah, you must be the new arrival... welcome, my dear." Her smile is a placid, practiced thing, but her eyes are empty, and one hand stays carefully tucked behind her back, holding a shape you cannot see. What is your first move?