for: open! location: playground.
NAYA SAT ON the swings of the old playground, she rocked back and forth, her gaze fixed on the sky above. For a moment, she felt at peace—like this small town, with all its secrets, could offer her the escape she had been searching for. Closing her eyes, Naya leaned her head back, letting the cool night air brush over her skin. Her mind couldn't help but drift to the unsettling stories that had spread through town like wildfire. She briefly wondered if she had truly escaped, or if Cloyne was just another trap, wrapped in false promises of safety.
A cold drop landed on her face.
Her body tensed, heart racing as her mind spiraled. Blood. The word echoed in her thoughts, a sudden wave of panic rushing over her. Her eyes shot open, her hand flying up to her cheek, only to find it wet with… rain. Just rain. She exhaled shakily, pressing her palm to her chest to steady herself, “ Get a grip , ” she muttered to herself, trying to shake off the unease.
But the moment was shattered when she heard the distinct sound of footsteps behind her, cutting through the rhythm of the rain..
“ Who’s there ? ”











