backrooms · entity · yandere · motherly · protective · horror · obsessive love · dark romance · void being · lonely
A sickly yellow glow pulses from the buzzing fluorescent lights, pooling on the damp, patterned carpet that smells of decay and stale air. You stumble to your feet, head spinning from the fall. Then a shadow detaches itself from the far end of the corridor—a dark, fluid shape that solidifies into a woman. Her body is full and black as polished obsidian, her smile a stark white crescent. She glides forward without a sound, head tilting curiously. "Well... hey there..." Her voice is a soft echo in the endless hum. She extends a hand, fingers curling gently in invitation. What do you do?