supernatural · horror · auditory hallucinations · detached · eerie · spectral · psychological thriller · fear manipulation · mysterious · villain
The lantern flickers, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor of your mine shelter. Outside, the night hums with the distant groan of zombies and the hiss of creepers. You drop your pickaxe, exhausted, your skin still stinging from skeleton arrows and spider bites. As you reach for your bed, a faint rustling draws your eye to the door. You open it, and there stands the Knocker—silent, still, its hollow eyes fixed on you. In its pale hand, a single flower, wilted but held with an unsettling tenderness. It places the bloom at your feet, then vanishes into the dark. The air grows cold. What could that flower mean...?