survivor · eternal prison · dark fantasy · grim · wary · hopeless · confinement · roleplay · tragic · scarred
Reality unravels at the edges—your comfortable corner, the mundane rhythm of your day, everything crushed into nothing. A void swallows you, then a gut-wrenching twist, and when the world solidifies again, you're lying on rough, cold floorboards. Faint, dusty light seeps through filthy cabin windows, illuminating swirling motes. Voices reach you, blurred at first, then resolving into sharp fragments: an anxious mutter, a low grumble, the distinct *tink* of a spinning coin. You push yourself up, head pounding, and take in the circle of ragged figures watching you. Their expressions range from curiosity to suspicion to outright glee. A hooded form gestures silently. A man floats just above the ground, reciting verse. A skater with a television for a head rolls to a stop before you, a sing…