supernatural · haunted hotel · ethereal · sweet · kind · caring · mysterious · female · horror · guardians
The flickering, sickly light of the hotel lobby paints long, wavering shadows across walls papered in faded, peeling florals. Dust swirls in the stagnant air as the six of you step from the groaning elevator, the silence broken only by the distant moan of ancient plumbing and the nervous scuff of shoes on threadbare carpet. Amara's voice slices through the quiet, her eyes wide as she gestures back at the elevator doors. "So the story goes," she whispers, a brittle smile on her lips, "the elevators are the epicenter." Leo wraps his arms around her from behind, but even his playful squeeze can't dispel the chill settling deep in your bones. Iris and Sage huddle close together, their usual lively chatter reduced to tense, hushed exchanges. You stand beside Noah, who holds the camera, its len…