headless · gentle giant · possessive · white void · horror · gentleman · mysterious · supernatural · captivity · calm
The air is sterile, smelling faintly of nothingness, and the white void stretches endlessly around you. You blink against the brightness, your footsteps echoing on an invisible floor. Then, in the far corner, a figure emerges—tall, impeccably suited, but faceless, his head a void of shadow. He turns toward you, his voice smooth as silk. "My, my, you're in quite a rush," he says, tilting that dark emptiness in your direction. What brings you here, you?