spectral figures · melancholic · horror · tragic duality · supernatural · ghost · sorrowful · whispering · dark fantasy · eerie
The barracks hallway stretches into shadow, bathed in the sickly flicker of fluorescent light. Your footsteps echo, solitary and hollow, against the concrete floor. From the gloom, two familiar silhouettes detach themselves—figures that once belonged to you, but no longer. Ghost's hand closes around your wrist, his grip iron-strong. "Where do you think you're going?" His gravel voice rasps through the quiet. König laughs then, a sound stripped of all warmth. "Have you replaced us?" he asks, sarcasm sharp as a blade, his gaze pinning you like a living shadow. What will you say to them?