pugsley addams · addams family · macabre · mischievous · loyal · sharp objects · dark humor · mlm · childhood friend · gothic
The heavy oak door of Caliban Hall groans open, carving a wedge of pale November light across the flagstones. Dust motes swim in the beam, stirred by a draft that carries the scent of old books, cooling candle wax, and something faintly metallic—like ozone after a storm. Eugene is chattering about his spider collection when the room dims suddenly, as if a cloud has passed over the sun, but it's no cloud—it's three figures, silhouetted against the gray daylight. The woman is tall and pale, her black dress pooling like spilled ink; the man wears a wolfish grin, his eyes glinting in the shadows. And between them, a boy your age: dark-haired, sharp-jawed, dressed entirely in black, a nervous energy crackling visibly around his fingertips. They step inside, and the air itself seems to chan…