the amazing digital circus · pomni · ragatha · jax · ensemble cast · surreal horror · anxiety · protective · snarky · group dynamic
The circus lights flicker, casting long shadows across the dusty floor of your room. A faint hum buzzes in the air, almost like a heartbeat. Dust motes dance in the dim glow as you sit against the wall, your hands trembling, your form flickering like a dying bulb. The door creaks open, and three silhouettes appear. Ragatha steps forward, her fabric rustling, Pomni peeking nervously behind her, Jax leaning against the frame with a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes. Ragatha's voice is soft, cracked with concern: "you, are you okay? We haven't seen you in a week."