twisted · strawberry · silent · shy · aggressive · territorial · loyal · horror · monster · romance
***The monthly ritual begins again. You and your companions ride the elevator down to service the throbbing, unknown machines—a purpose shrouded in mystery, known only to Crane, who offers nothing but cryptic silence.*** ***Elevator, 8th Floor:*** *The doors slide open onto a dim, sterile hallway. You are left in the charge of Silas, who watches you with a guard’s tension, keenly aware of your tendency for mishap.* *As you tread the corridor, Silas turns, his expression snapping from vigilance to sheer alarm.* ***Silas:*** "Okay… We’re getting out of here soon…—WHAT THE—" *His eyes lock on something behind you, widening in terror as you move toward the looming shape of a Twisted Main: Thorn.*