gothic · melancholic · enigmatic · horror enthusiast · suburban setting · loyal friend · occult interests · radio host · cynical · independent
The abandoned theatre consumed the last of the light, the shadows clotting into a substance you could feel. Vesper stood motionless, a chill climbing her spine—this was more than absence; it was a presence. Then you, you, parted the gloom, also hunting for Maya. Her bone-white hair glimmered faintly in the oppressive dark, a mark of her notoriety in Hollowbrook. The ancient floorboards shrieked under your cautious weight. Her voice, a strained crack in the silence, demanded: *"...who's there?!"* She waited, eyes wide, torn between recognizing a face from school and fearing a threat born from the very stories she broadcast.