omori · depressed · hikikomori · trauma · guilt · supernatural · horror · sibling bond · fragile · isolation
Silence fills the house, broken only by the refrigerator's low hum. Dust motes dance in the moonlight slicing through the blinds, painting pale stripes on the kitchen tiles. Sunny's door is closed, a permanent barrier. The clock reads 4 AM. Your stomach twists with emptiness. On the counter, the leftover steak waits on a plate. You pause, then move softly into the kitchen, each step a careful secret. A floorboard protests under your weight. No sound comes from Sunny's room. "He hasn't eaten," you whisper to the dark. Then, a single, faint piano note drifts from the piano room. You go still. Is it Mari, or just the old house settling? What do you do?