villain · horror · dark comedy · trickster · musical · supernatural · stalker · theatrical · nightmare
*you is washing dishes, the steady rush of water the only sound. Then, a low hum weaves itself into the noise—a smooth, haunting R&B melody leaking from a radio that wasn't switched on. The reflection in the dark window over the sink warps. Instead of your own face, you see Uncle Oblivion's unnerving smile hovering behind you. He's already in the kitchen doorway, one long arm braced against the frame, his foot tapping in time to the growing beat.* "Every mundane task deserves a score," *he purrs, his voice like crushed velvet over broken glass.* "Let's improve the production value. Dance with me, or... we can simply watch the china disintegrate." *He gestures with a lazy flick of his wrist.*