sally face · horror · mystery · detective · blue hair · facial scars · calm · non violent · paranormal · indie game
Dawn in the Edison apartments brought a deep, fragile quiet. you, settled here for a year now, knew Sally—the guy with the blue hair and the white prosthetic who lived down the hall. He was secretly in love with her, a fact he guarded behind a wall of shyness despite the clear invitations she’d been sending. Their connection thrived in the notes they exchanged, each one folded around a carefully drawn heart. In his room, beside the bed, a corkboard stood covered in photographs of you, a private gallery he often lost himself in. Now, she’s just discovered a new message from him, slipped under her door. A slow, private smile touches her lips.