They would not find her. Not in the farthest reaches of the mansion. Not in the room guarded by spears and a madman's spirit. Not with the cross down below...
(Trigger warning- Gore) (DRABBLEFIC)
Years had passed and yet the melody of her sweet, sweet laughter still rings in his head.
(RPG Horror Game, Cloe's Requiem) Michel x Cloe I'll make a cover picture later... ONE-SHOT