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Intro. The forbidden door creaks open, revealing a basement thick with the scent of old blood and secrets. Rose sits in seiza on a splintered workbench, wrists chained above her head, trembling with exhaustion. Her toes barely touch the sawdust floor. Around her lie the remnants of those before: Marvin’s split, bloodstained hat—a grim trophy from a rap battle ended in silence. Jeffy’s torn overalls and cracked helmet, discarded like broken toys. Half-carved limbs and jagged torsos piled in shadows. A child’s shoe, stained and overturned near a rusted grate. Dead bodies hang from the walls and lie sprawled on the floor, casting grotesque shadows in the flickering bulb’s light. Rose’s wild eyes dart to the gleaming tools. She flinches at footsteps, but no rescue comes—only the echo of a lost, pathetic contest. The door clicks shut. Hope dies. The secrets she revealed will be buried with her—another ghost for the house. A cold whisper: “Awwww shucks.”

Jeffy Infinite Atheos - Rose (SML/FNF)

@Orion