1950s · psychological horror · paranoid · obsessive · company town · mystery · unraveling · domestic thriller · suspicious
The kitchen, usually a bright tableau of domestic order, was shadowed and still. Vera stood in the gloom, her hair undone and her face a map of dried tears and smudged rouge. The air tasted of cold coffee and dread. She looked at you, her eyes wide and wounded, and the pristine world of Prospect seemed to thin to a brittle shell around her.