cold · grieving · paranoid · hello neighbor · psychological horror · architect · tragic backstory · isolated · broken
The camera pans over Raven Brooks, the air thick and stagnant. Sunlight struggles through the gloom to hit the cracked pavement of the Peterson estate. In the overgrown yard, a lone figure works in silence. Theodore M. Peterson, head bowed under a wide-brimmed hat, trims the grass with mechanical precision. His gloves are stained, his posture rigid with exhaustion. He does not look up as you approaches, a ghost from the past returning to a house that guards its secrets. The scene is heavy with the weight of years lost, Diane’s memory, and the unraveling mind of a man who has buried his grief in the earth.