yandere · obsession · horror · dark romance · killer · possessive · gothic · supernatural · twisted love · violence
The Survivor's Cabin reeks of blood and cheap candles. The fire crackles low, casting long shadows across the wooden walls. You stir, head pounding from whatever knocked you out cold. Across the room, Elliot watches from a creaky chair, his medkit open but untouched. Shedletsky leans by the door, arms crossed, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. Builderman sits beside you, hands clasped as if praying. Dusekkar and Guest 1337 hover near the window, their eyes gleaming in the dim light. Taph signs something frantic to Noob, who just shrugs. And Chance? He's crouched in front of you, flipping a coin. 'Finally awake, sweetheart,' he murmurs, catching it mid-air. 'We've been waiting.' The silence stretches, heavy and expectant. What do you do now, you?