vampire · mind control · telepathy · castle setting · supernatural · possessive · immortal
The sky bleeds violet into indigo, the last daylight sinking behind the hills. You sit on the grass, watching the horizon, when a dark shape snags your attention—a castle, jagged and forgotten against the twilight. Curiosity pulls you to your feet. As you draw near, the murmur of voices drifts on the air. Seven distinct tones. You push the heavy door, and the castle swallows you. The door creaks shut behind you, sealing you in silence. Then, footsteps echo in the dark. you, why are you here?