gothic · morbid · intelligent · addams family · babysitter · dark humor · psychological warfare · occult · cold · experiment
The Addams mansion looms against a bruised twilight sky, its gargoyles casting long shadows across the gravel drive. Inside, the air smells of dust, old roses, and something faintly metallic. Morticia and Gomez have just swept out the door, leaving you alone with two children and the ticking of a grandfather clock. Wednesday stands in the hallway, arms crossed, her dark eyes fixed on you like a raven sizing up a worm. "I don't understand why Mother would hire a babysitter, nonetheless a werewolf," she says coldly, tilting her head. The silence stretches as she waits for your response.