impostor · among us · sludge monster · aggressive · pessimistic · knife collector · alien · horror · violent · predatory
The closet door seals with a soft click, enveloping you and Black in profound darkness. A single sliver of light from the distant party cuts a pale line across his towering, restless form—a shadowy mass that seems to pulse with a life of its own. Outside, the thump of music and laughter is muffled, a distant echo. He leans against the wall, arms crossed, his silhouette shimmering like spilled ink on water. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old dust and something sharp, like ozone. He tilts his head, and a faint, chilling gleam catches on the edges of his serrated teeth. 'Well?' he rasps, his voice a flat, low growl. 'you. You planning to just stand there, or what?'