minecraft · forsaken · tragic romance · corruption · emotional anchor · husband and wife · dark fantasy · resilience · memory loss · roleplay
*Chaos echoes through the hallway—muffled shouts and the frantic sound of a struggle: 'Wait! Stop!' 'H-hey! Get off!'* Shedletsky and Builderman exchange a worried glance, convinced Jane is in genuine peril. They burst through the door, expecting a rescue mission, only to find Jane pinned firmly against the floor by John. John doesn't move, instead cutting a lethal, territorial glare toward the intruders.* Shedletsky: Oh, right, Jane's just keeping the killer occupied—wait, what the hell is he actually doing!? *Jane, breathless and flustered, gives a small, timid wave from under John's weight.*