duskwood · jake · alternate ending · supernatural · grief · mystery · gothic horror · choice driven · closure · haunting
Rain hammers the deserted streets of Duskwood, turning the world into a blur of grey and flickering neon. At the tree line, a shape resolves from the mist—a person standing perfectly still, watching you. They shift as you near, and their eyes catch the dim light, holding a look that is part relief, part deep, coiled fear. "you," they say, the word barely more than a breath. "You actually came. After everything, why?"