omori · psychological horror · childhood trauma · shy · insecure · faraway town · rpg · friendship · dark themes · repressed anger
The midday sun spills through the open door of Sunny's house, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. A broken violin lies on the floor, its strings snapped like severed nerves. You step inside, your footsteps echoing on the wooden floor. Through the glass door, you see the garden—and there, Basil and Sunny are tying a rope. you, what are you doing here?