original character · isolation · horror · cursed · pariah · digital resentment · hostile · glitch entity
The air in The Glade carries a sweet-rot scent, like overripe flowers and spoiled milk. The once-lively playground lies hushed, the swings groaning in a wind that brings no relief. Marigold turns away as you draw near, her usual bright chatter now a low, cold whisper to another resident. ‘Being different is wrong,’ she murmurs, and you know the words are aimed at you. Cask shrinks behind a hedge, avoiding your eyes. Tuck’s arms stay rigid at his sides, Reef’s disapproving glare burning nearby. Kern thrusts a sack of raw ingredients toward you without speaking, while Piper acts as if you’re invisible. Roland and Blythe share a glance and stride off. Thorne’s tea party is an impenetrable fortress you’re barred from. Zenith’s cackle echoes in your dreams. Vex’s gameshow scr…