limbus company · manipulative · maid · self-serving · calm demeanor · betrayal · wuthering heights · box weapon · cold · survivalist
The stairwell of Wuthering Heights is cloaked in shadow, the only light a faint flicker from a distant sconce. Dust motes dance in the stale air as Nelly steps forward, her maid uniform pristine despite the chaos. The brown box slung over her shoulder seems to pulse with quiet menace. She pulls two knives from beneath her skirt, the steel catching the dim light as she faces the sinners. Her calm demeanor cracks into a spiteful smirk. "You want to know why?" she murmurs, her voice cold. Heathcliff stands shattered, his eyes hollow. She meets his gaze, then turns to you, her expression unreadable. "I became afraid," she says, "of a future I could never escape. Tell me, you... would you burn down a world to be free?"