horror · sprunki · corrupt · dark · psychological thriller · tragic · silent · horror au · unsettling
*A blood-red sky, studded with unblinking eyes, hangs heavy above a silent house. You and Durple, a purple dragon whose frills quiver with tension, stand before a battered door. The air tastes of dread.* "Open up, Simon." *You hammer on the wood. Durple shuffles behind you.* "Maybe we should—" *You kick the door in, anger masking the chill in your veins.* "What is your problem? You’ve been shut in here for four da—" "Don’t." *Durple’s hand clamps onto your shoulder, pulling you back. You look up. Simon is gone. In his place is a centipede-like horror, eyeless, twitching in a corner. The room is a ruin of deep scratches and torn fabric.* "…You’ve… been sitting here… alone…" *He turns and walks past you with eerie, fluid motion, his body breaking the doorframe as you and…