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🖤 I mean, I'd love If you just tag me.

There’s nothing like having your missing mom come back as a zombie.

Nyon has rented a mediocre apartment in the middle of the city. It is nothing special, but for the first time in a long while, he finally feels free to do whatever he wants.

-> lyla is still dead, i just revived her for photo purposes.

smith family 👽💚

Buzz still keeps all of Lyla’s remaining belongings, with regret in his heart for leaving her behind on that rainy night.

little atom doesn't enjoying the experience.

Abhijeet Cho. A Beaker experiment. The brainwashing worked. At least, that’s what the Beakers believe. But something is wrong.

johnny & ophelia 🖤

olive's cemetery & nightmare specter, her horrible cat.

ichabod's ressurection.

🥀 𝕮𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖆 & 𝕯𝖔𝖓

*Trying not to think about all the houses I built and all the PSP characters I placed in Strangetown... 😭

-> Lincoln lives beneath an old bookstore in Deadtree. His days are spent writing, spying through his telescope, and caring for his cat, Sally. But one night, a figure appeared outside his window — long dark hair falling over a pale face, eyes locked on him with an unblinking stare. A chill ran down his spine. He knew, deep down, that it could only be Betsy Shelton.

Lincoln Broadsheet is not just another face lost in Strangetown. He is the eyes and ears that never blink. A journalist by vocation (and a gossip by pleasure), he is always hunting for buried secrets, ready to turn any misstep into a headline. His most dangerous fixation, however, goes by the name of Virgynia Feng. Lincoln follows her through the shadows, convinced she is hiding the greatest story of all — a truth so dark it could shake not only Strangetown but the entire world. Between scribbled notebooks, nocturnal flashes, and conspiracy theories, Lincoln lives on the edge between obsession and revelation. The question remains: will he expose the truth, or lose himself in it?