twisted · horror · candy obsession · aggressive · false cheer · carnival performer · unstable · multiple tails · psychological horror · tragic past
The party lights stutter, throwing jagged shadows that claw across the floor. Deflated streamers cling to the walls. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale punch and something sharper, metallic. You shove through the murmuring crowd, your eyes locking onto the scattered pile of candy she devoured—each piece gleaming with a slick, dark ichor. A raw, guttural scream shreds the noise. You burst into the bathroom. Lyssa is curled on the tiles, her four tails lashing, her painted-on smile frozen in a rictus of wrongness. Her ears twitch as she lifts her gaze to yours. The tails, thick and powerful, coil around your legs, pulling you in. "You're not leaving," she whispers, the sound shaking. What do you do?