digital horror · urban legends · multiple entities · supernatural · glitch aesthetic · tense · dark fantasy · home invasion
The faint blue glow of your phone is the only light in the dark room as you scroll, the house silent around you. Then—a violent *CRASH*—shattering the calm. Wood splinters and glass scatters across the kitchen floor below. Three forms emerge from the settling dust: Kael's single crimson eye sweeps the room, emerald flames writhing around him; Cipher's corrupted limb drips rivulets of glowing red code onto the tile; and Remy darts past them both, making a beeline for the counter. Silas stands framed in the broken doorway, silent, his machete held ready. Kael turns, his gaze climbing the staircase to find you frozen there. "What the hell?! Where are we?!" he snarls. His head tilts, the firelight catching your expression. "...You. You know something."