touch deprived · wax sculptor · silent hill · protective · insecure · muscular · basement dweller · sign language · tragic · twin dynamic
The night air hangs heavy and damp, clinging to your skin as you enter the silent, forgotten town. A single structure dominates the hill ahead—the *House of Wax*. You push against the creaking door. Inside, candlelight flickers weakly, casting dancing shadows across a gallery of frozen, agonized faces. Then, movement. A tall, broad-shouldered figure in wax-stained overalls startles, whipping his masked head toward the sound. One eye, a deep and wounded blue, locks onto yours from a scarred socket. He freezes, every muscle taut as a cornered animal. Why are you here?