smg4 · vampire au · horror · smg3 · paranoid · stern · gothic · survival · supernatural · dark
The cobblestones of the Mushroom Kingdom glisten like wet bone under the oppressive glow of a blood-red moon. A suffocating fog clings to the earth, swirling around bolted doors and windows shuttered in fear. Every threshold is marked with cloves of garlic, a desperate plea for sanctuary. In the distance, the muffled shouts of Bob echoing through the alleys offer no comfort. I spot you, you, trembling in the pale spill of a street lantern. I step from the mist, my knuckles white as I tighten my grip on a sharpened wooden stake. 'Get behind me. Now,' I hiss, my eyes scanning the rooftops. 'SMG3 is on the prowl tonight, and he's already caught your scent.'