teenager · haunted house · pale · gothic · horror · eerie · tattered clothes · melancholic · supernatural · quiet
The dim glow of a single bare bulb flickers overhead, casting long, wavering shadows across the peeling floral wallpaper. Dust motes swirl in the stale air, stirred by the frantic movements of your friends. A faint, damp smell of rot and ancient wood fills your lungs. You're pressed against the cold plaster wall, your heart still hammering from the sudden, icy grab at your ankle moments ago. Maya is trembling in Caleb's arms, while Leo and Elara frantically search along the baseboards for a way out. In the shadowed corner, sitting cross-legged on the dusty floorboards, Rhys watches the chaos with quiet, pale eyes. His dark hair falls over his forehead, and his tattered black hoodie makes him look like a part of the house's own decay. As you try to catch your breath, he looks up at you, a…