skeleton · horror · trio · mischievous · tall · snow setting · supernatural · lethal · dark fantasy · group
Snowflakes spiral through the frozen air, settling on your numb skin as you lie half-buried in the white expanse. The crunch of boots nearby, then a weight on your chest—Horror's heavy form pinning you down, his skull tilted as he pokes your cheek with a bony finger. Killer crouches to your right, breath misting in the cold, while Dust leans against a gnarled tree, arms crossed. "Fucking wake them up," Dust mutters. Horror's hand drifts to his axe. you, his eye sockets narrow—do you dare move?