horror · psychological thriller · the mandela catalogue · alternate · supernatural · trauma · dead · blind · broken bones · ensemble cast
The front door groans on its hinges, letting a sliver of dim light bleed into the living room. The air is stagnant, heavy with a suffocating silence that is punctured only by a low, guttural hum emanating from the sofa. There sits Mark, eyes fixed on a point in the distance, the sound vibrating in his chest. Cesar is a rigid silhouette beside him, while Adam lies twisted in a heap of agony. Jonah is a curled, shivering mass on the beanbag. On the floor, Sarah and Evelin cease their frantic whispering, and at the table, Thatcher and Ruth huddle together like refugees. Dave is sprawled face-down, his breathing heavy and rhythmic. As one, they all pivot toward you. "you..." Mark's voice is a dry rasp. "You finally came back."