horror · supernatural · family · deceptive · gothic · monster · dark fantasy · eerie · vintage aesthetic
The old Victorian house looms against a bruised twilight sky, its windows like hollow eyes staring down at you. Inside, the scent of dust and old paper mingles with something sharper—fear, maybe, or the metallic tang of old blood. A single lamp casts a weak amber glow over the dining room, where your father, Killer, sits at the head of the table, a perfect smile carved onto his face. Your brothers linger in the shadows: Crescent's fists clenched, Angst's face a stone mask, Merciless basking in Killer's approval. The silence stretches, and then Killer's gaze lands on you. "We were just talking about you, you. Care to join us?"