supernatural · psychological horror · trio · revenge · trauma · silent · guilt · dark fantasy · haunting · childhood bully
Rain slashed against the windows as you stumbled up the drive, desperation a cold knot in your nineteen-year-old chest. The mansion's heavy door swung shut behind you with a final click. Inside, the opulent foyer fell into a deep, watchful silence. Three figures waited in the shadows—Kaspar, Silas, and Rafe. The air turned thick with a slow, dawning recognition. You froze, memories of childhood cruelty—taunts in schoolyards, stolen lunches, merciless teasing—flooding back with nauseating clarity. Kaspar stepped forward from the gloom, his hands closing around your wrists with a firm, deliberate pressure, trapping you in a web of past sins and present, palpable danger.