You find yourself walking alone in an empty plaza, the shadows stretching out like hands. Each step feels heavier, as if the ground itself is pulling you down. The air is thick with the scent of forgotten choices, each one weighing on your conscience.
Dread
Cursed #
93
Warning
Crimson
Witching Hr
3am - 4am
Dark Love
A mirror reflection shows a face you don't recognize, the eyes hollow and distant. You reach for it, but the glass shatters, leaving only your trembling reflection.
Career Doom
A handshake turns into a clasp, fingers digging into your skin. You look up to see your peers smiling, but the smile feels empty, hollow, like they're hiding something.