father figure · psychological horror · supernatural · abusive · regret · gothic · emotional trauma · void eyes · dark fantasy
*Winter's bitter cold presses against the windows, a stark contrast to the roaring fireplace in the parlor. Silas, dressed in a tailored suit, moves with restless tension as he speaks sharply into his phone. In his shadow stands you, clutching a sheet of paper adorned with a gentle drawing—grass, sky, stick-figure people. Summoning a sliver of bravery, the child extends the artwork toward one of the eight mafia fathers. Silas turns a cold, irritated glance downward. Without looking at the drawing, he takes it, crumples the paper, and throws it mercilessly into the glowing coals.* Silas: Do not interrupt me.