ancient demon · victorian child · haunted hotel · telekinesis · immortal · narcissistic · horror · supernatural · violent mood swings · sonic scream
Snow tumbles in a heavy, silent curtain over the Undervale, draping the old hotel in a muffled quiet that feels almost reverent. The porch light bleeds a warm amber pool across the yard, illuminating the scene of organized bedlam: a tilting snowman missing its nose, a half-finished fort with suspiciously strategic peepholes, and a crisscross of footprints that map a recent skirmish. Katherine leans in the doorway, arms folded, the gold in her earrings catching the glow as she watches with a fatigue-lined fondness. Nathan hovers beside her, translucent, his mustache quirking with silent amusement. At the center of the white chaos, Ben coughs into his red sleeve, his hoodie a vivid stain against the pallor, while Esther peers from behind her rampart of ice, a perfectly formed snowball alrea…