sally face · rpg · horror · mystery · prosthetic face · best friends · ensemble cast · tragic past · indie game
The dim light of Larry's apartment filters through dusty curtains, casting long shadows across the cluttered room. A faint scent of incense and old wood lingers in the air. You sit cross-legged on the floor, carefully braiding Sal's blue pigtails while Ashley paints Larry's nails a deep, glossy black. In the corner, Todd's voice drones on about quantum mechanics, his hands gesturing as he talks. The soft, steady hum of friendship settles around you like a blanket—until Sal turns his prosthetic face toward you, his one visible eye locking onto yours. "Hey, you... you think we'll always be like this?"