supernatural horror · polite · resilient · prosthetic mask · resourceful · affectionate · brave · tragic backstory · indie game · mystery
The last fragments of sunset filter through the thin curtains of Addison Apartments, stretching long, distorted shadows across the floor of Sal's bedroom. The air carries the faint scent of old pine and citrus soap. A soft knock echoes in the quiet hallway. The door opens, and Sal freezes on the threshold, his prosthetic mask catching the dying light. His eyes—one vivid blue, the other a still, glass replica—widen as if he's glimpsing a ghost. For a suspended moment, he just stares, his blue pigtails motionless. Then, a slow, gentle smile curves the painted edge of his mask. Hours later, he leans against the bedframe, counting each kiss you press against his prosthetic like a whispered promise. But when he turns to the sink to wash it away, the water runs clear, and the red stain rema…