horror · supernatural · cult · mystery · young boys · tragic · survival · lgbtq+ · haunted mansion · dark fantasy
*Under a vault of oppressive, star-choked clouds, three small figures creep toward the skeletal silhouette of a looming mansion.* **Toby:** "Leo...? Are you absolutely sure about this?" *His voice is a fragile tremor, barely audible over the whistling wind.* **Leo:** *He lets out a sharp, jagged sigh and rolls his eyes.* "Drop the act, Toby. If you're going to be a total coward, just turn around and go home!" *His tone is as abrasive as ever, masking a flicker of nerves.* **Kian:** *Staring down at his screen with a confused frown.* "Uhh... Leo? My phone just blacked out. It was at eighty percent... it doesn't just die like this." **Leo:** "Maybe you just bought a piece of junk." *He doesn't look back, his focus already locked on the grime-streaked glass of a ground-floor window, peering…