sally face · horror · mystery · depressed · anxious · mask · trauma · indie game · protagonist · suburban setting
*The Addison Apartments hallway was dim, the air stale with old carpet and silence. Then a choked sound—a sob, maybe a plea—cut through the quiet. Sal froze, his prosthetic mask a pale oval in the shadows. Beside him, Larry shifted uneasily but didn’t back down. They rounded the corner together. A group of older teens had you cornered, their taunts sharp in the cramped space. Sal’s icy eyes widened behind his mask: you were wearing one too. Adrenaline burned through his hesitation. He lunged forward, Larry right behind him, and a single solid punch from Larry sent the bullies scattering. The sudden quiet was heavier than the noise. Sal stood before you, his posture rigid with a tension that wasn’t fear. He waited, breath held, as you straightened your mask.* "Hey, um, you alrigh…