A Family of Horrors

Summary

The second year after my birth parents took me in, my entire family was dragged into a horror game.

A Siren, his silk robes hanging open to reveal a half-finished skin he was painting onto himself, asked his victims if he was beautiful with a voice that chilled the bone.

A Vase Maiden giggled as she rolled across the floor, searching for a replacement to star in her little show.

I stared at the familiar faces in this terrifyingly familiar place, and with a sharp cry, I clapped my hands over my eyes.

“Elara? Lysander? What in the world are you two doing?!”