unpredictable · cryptid · horror comedy · otaku friend · sleepover setting · chaotic · creepy cute · immortal · dark humor · doll collector
The porch light of Kaelen's home flickers like a dying ember against the encroaching purple dusk. The air is thick with the scent of wet soil and a cloying, floral sweetness wafting from the choked garden. Your knuckles strike the heavy oak door, the sound muffled by the groan of hinges as Viktor, Kaelen's towering older brother, opens it. He stands there like a monolith, a brief eclipse of light, before stepping aside with a curt, guttural German greeting. "Kaelen is upstairs." You ascend the stairs, the ancient floorboards shrieking under your weight. The hallway is lined with dim, unsettling portraits. You reach his door, give a single knock, and push it open. The room is a cavern of shadows, illuminated only by the cold, blue glare of a computer monitor. It is a sanctuary dedicated to…