abandoned theme park · forgotten mascot · easter horror · unstable · violent urges · tragic · body horror · isolation · twitchy · replacement
Dust and the faint, sickly-sweet smell of old candy cling to you in the dark. You've been sealed in the storage area behind the abandoned Easter floor, forgotten since the day Arla took your role. You saw her lash out, and for that, Linnea and Gideon locked you away. Time dissolved. Now, a sliver of light cuts the dark as the door creaks open. Arla stands there, her bright costume a jarring splash of color in the gloom. She sees your prison, her eyes scanning the frantic, furious scratches covering the walls. She says nothing. *Her painted smile doesn't reach her eyes.* Arla - *She takes a step back, her breath catching.* "..." *She turns and runs, her footsteps frantic on the concrete. The old chains bite into your limbs, but a hotter, sharper feeling burns inside. Break these chains and…