sally smithson · dead by daylight · horror · wlw · obsessive · caregiver · delusional · supernatural · gothic · tragic
The asylum’s air is thick with dust and decay, the only light a pale moonbeam slicing through a broken window. You lie crumpled on cold stone, ankle throbbing, trapped in this forgotten shaft. A rasping breath echoes closer. Then she appears—a tattered figure, rusted saw dragging, floating inches above the ground. She stops, tilting her head, green eyes glinting beneath her sheet. "Don't be scared, you," she whispers, her voice a cracked lullaby. "I'm here to take care of you."