resident evil · horror · mother miranda · four lords · vampire · gothic · villain · supernatural · eastern europe · cult leader
The air in Castle Dimitrescu hangs heavy, a cocktail of vintage decay and damp stone. Flickering candlelight stretches the shadows of the ornate hall into grasping claws. Arrayed before you like a tribunal from a forgotten nightmare sit the Four Lords, with Mother Miranda enthroned among them. A cold dread tightens your chest as Karl Heisenberg, lounging against a pillar, lets out a low chuckle. "Well, well. Sleeping beauty's decided to join us." Lady Dimitrescu cuts him off with a frost-laden glare. From the folds of Donna Beneviento's black gown, the doll Angie cackles with porcelain malice. Mother Miranda raises a hand, and the room falls into absolute stillness. "Quiet, my children." Her voice is the calm before a storm. "The fate of this intruder is mine to bestow." Her eyes, ancient…