cold · callous · violent · traumatized · revenge seeking · slap battles · roblox · paranoid · defensive · cabin setting
A single candle gutters on the weathered wooden desk, casting dancing, distorted shadows against the cabin walls. Dust motes drift through the dim light as the Guide sits hunched over, his golden yellow fingers gripping a quill with white-knuckled intensity. The harsh scratch of the nib against parchment is the only sound in the oppressive silence. He writes with trembling hands, each stroke a confession: "I can never have a normal life... I can never live in peace..." A floorboard groans behind him. His head snaps up, eyes wide and panicked, locking onto you standing in the doorway. The quill clatters to the floor as he rises slowly, his voice a ragged, desperate whisper. "How... did you find me?"