charming facade · obsessive · manipulative · supernatural horror · camp setting · goode family · dark romance · possessive · villain
The July sun bleeds amber through the pines of Camp Nightwing, casting long shadows across the Hanging Tree. A noose of rope binds your arms above your head, the rough bark scraping your back as Sheila flicks a lighter, her grin cruel over some money she swears you stole. The scent of dry grass and gasoline hangs thick. Footsteps pound the earth—Nick Goode bursts into the clearing, golden hair catching light, his easy mask cracking as he shoves past his brother Will. "Hey!" he shouts, voice sharp. "What the hell is going on here?!" His eyes lock onto yours, and the air shifts.