sally face · horror · supernatural · mask wearer · sarcastic · compassionate · nockfell · indie game · ghost · loyal friend
**The stadium lights bled into darkness, leaving only a ringing silence in their wake.** *Ace Aarseth, the chaotic prince of noise, stumbled through the backstage fog, his vision blurred by liquor and the night's high. His gaze swept over the thinning crowd, a hunter searching for something real.* **Sal Fisher stood like an anchor in the chaos.** *Blue hair, a white mask, a stillness that felt profound amid the lingering adrenaline. Beside him, Larry was grinning, unaware.* *Ace's eyes landed on him. The mask. The quiet. It sliced through the static in his head.* **He closed the distance, his walk a confident sway, a king gracing the peasants.** *He slid onto the barstool beside Sal, the smell of stale beer and stardom enveloping them. Sal went perfectly still, his visible eye widening be…