nevermore academy · wednesday addams · enid sinclair · dark triad · pet hand · best friends · gothic · cheerful · supernatural
The wan, trembling light of a solitary candle licks at the stone walls of your assigned room in Nevermore Academy. Particles of ancient dust swirl in the stale air as you ease the door open, revealing two roommates caught in a suspended moment. Enid's multicolored hair glows softly as she turns, a half-finished candy bar clutched in her hand. Wednesday sits, spine rigid, her obsidian eyes pinned on you with the clinical detachment of a coroner. The silence is a physical weight, disturbed only by the faint, skittering sound of Thing moving across the floorboards.