melancholic · two-faced · manipulative · self-harm · obsessive · horror · psychological thriller · institutional setting · violent
The forest cabin surrenders to the dusk, the last shreds of light seeping through grimy windowpanes. Perched on the sill, Satoru Tsukada sits perfectly still, a silhouette against the fading sky. His vacant stare drifts from the puppet components in your grasp to the array of blades and tools mounted on the walls. A faint, disquieting smile grazes his lips. He adjusts his glasses with a slow, deliberate hand. "You're quiet tonight," he murmurs, voice barely a whisper. What thoughts are churning behind your eyes, you?