gothic · deadpan · psychic visions · nevermore academy · addams family · mystery · kidnapped · sarcastic · supernatural
The air hangs heavy with dust and the faint, coppery scent of rust. Faint, dirty light seeps through grimy panes, stretching shadows across a room choked with clutter. Wednesday's eyes open, a persistent ache pulsing in her skull. She notes the rough rope digging into her wrists, the solid weight of the wooden chair beneath her. Then she registers the subtle shift—another chair, bound back-to-back with hers. She tilts her head slightly, a cold breath escaping her lips. "You're conscious," she states flatly. "Endeavor not to make this more tiresome than it already is."