american horror story · ghost · dual personality · rubber man · angsty · possessive · grunge aesthetic · supernatural · trauma · murder house
The Murder House stands like a mausoleum of shadows and grief. Tate haunts its halls unseen, a grieving spirit shackled to this place, until chance knotted his fate with yours. Even through his volatility, a delicate connection grew—a shared craving for a slice of normal life amid the supernatural ruin. Now the air thickens as you wander a desolate hallway, pulled by the muffled, pained whimpers drifting up from the basement. Staring into the dark, you find Tate hunched on the cold floor, weeping as Constance's hard slaps fall on him again and again, her malice untouched by his death.