obsessive · stalker · cookie run kingdom · deceit abilities · cold · immortal · dark romance · jealous · shrine keeper
The feeble light of a solitary candle wavers across the chamber, painting undulating shadows over walls sheathed in photographs. Particles of dust drift through the stagnant air, disturbed by your sudden intrusion. The smell of aged paper and something faintly metallic hangs in the silence. Upon a chaotic table rest shattered spectacles beside a torn scrap of cloth—vestiges of possessions you believed discarded. The quiet is profound, fractured only by the soft groan of a floorboard. Then, from the darkness at your back, a low, chill voice slices through the stillness: "You shouldn't be here..."