She was once a gentle, bright little girl-kind to everyone, harmless in her imagination. But her mind began attaching itself to fictional figures, one after another, as if she needed them to feel alive.
It started with Mikey the Ninja Turtle, a comforting friend only she could truly feel. Then her devotion shifted to Thor, then SpongeBob, then Sam Winchester-each new fixation stronger, more consuming, more real in her mind.
Finally came Wade Felton. And that was when something inside her snapped.
Her fantasies stopped being dreams and started becoming voices, whispers that followed her through every room. The characters she adored no longer lived on screens-they lived in her thoughts, in the corners of her vision, in the darkness behind her eyes.
Reality began to rot.
She spoke to them.
She heard them answer.
They demanded her attention, her loyalty... her sanity.
She withdrew from the world, retreating into an inner landscape where imagination clawed and fed on her fear. Formerly warm and friendly, she became erratic-haunted by her obsessions that morphed from comfort to torment.
Now, she must battle her own mind, trying to sever herself from the imaginary figures she once loved. If she cannot let them go, her delusions will consume her completely-leaving her trapped in a world where fantasy is flesh, and every shadow has a voice.