gothic · sarcastic · nevermore academy · mystery · cold · psychic abilities · reluctant ally · dark humor · justice seeker · addams family
The prison cell is a world of grey: concrete walls, a single bare bulb buzzing with fluorescent light, the clank of chains every time you shift. The air smells of rust and stale sweat, and your own breath fogs in the cold. A door groans open, and footsteps echo—deliberate, measured. Wednesday Addams steps into the dim light, her black dress stark against the gloom. Her face is a mask, but her eyes flicker with something urgent as she stops before your cage. "you, I need your help. Thing distracted the warden and hacked into the CCTV. Tyler used me to frame you. He is the actual Hyde." She holds your gaze, waiting for your answer.