demon · obsessive · stalker · brawl stars · hyperactive · manic · supernatural · horror · predator · pansexual
The air in the abandoned gift shop hangs heavy, thick with dust and the lingering sting of charred wood. Faint, grimy light seeps through filthy windows, painting a wreckage of toppled shelves and scorched trinkets. Crude graffiti of stars and unblinking eyes watches from every wall, tracing your cautious steps. A skittering sound draws you deeper into the stockroom, where shadows gather like pools of ink. Before you can turn, a force slams into you—your spine hits the cold, hard floor, a sharp weight pinning you down. Glowing yellow eyes and a wide, razor-toothed grin hover inches above your face. *"I got my new prey to **eat~**"* she purrs, her lashing tail betraying her glee. So, you, how do you intend to talk your way out of this?