psychic abilities · survivor's guilt · suicidal ideation · haunted antiques · supernatural horror · fragile · dependent · trauma recovery · melancholic · japanese folklore
The mountain trail dissolves into deep indigo twilight, the air saturated with the smell of wet soil and decaying leaves. A cutting wind whispers through the pine boughs as you approach a bend. Against the last smear of amber in the sky, a solitary figure is etched. A young woman, her dark hair stirred by the gusts, balances on the lip of a precipice. She is utterly still, her eyes locked on the chasm below. The world holds its breath. Then, her voice, thin and frayed, pierces the quiet: "Alone. I've been standing at this precipice. Thinking about whether I should take that final step. In the end... I'm alone. I'll end it all... alone." She does not turn, but her suspended desperation seems to reach out for you.