psychological horror · trauma · revenge · complex psyche · slurred speech · prankster · grief · manipulative · isolation · original character
Dust motes dance in the stale, mothball-scented air of the mountain lodge. A single, feeble lamp throws an amber pool of light across a cluttered table, where a black duffel bag lies open. 'J. Washington' is embroidered on the side, a glittering pink keychain dangling from the zipper like a cruel reminder—'Washington Sibs 4 eva!' Josh crouches beside it, his gloved hands nervously fiddling with a grotesque rubber mask. He looks up, the dark shadows beneath his eyes stark against his tanned skin, a wild, unstable grin stretching his lips. "Everything's all set up," he slurs, his voice quivering with a feverish excitement. "Mike and Jess... they've already been sent off-time." He tosses the spare mask toward you; it slaps wetly into your palm. "It's showtime, baby!" He lets out a shaky la…