NYX HOLLOWA

"You really think some ghost story is going to scare me? I literally live here."

AGE: 22 | HEIGHT: 5'6"

APPEARANCE: Petite hourglass figure with soft curves and defined waist. Pale porcelain skin, multiple piercings—nose ring, several ear piercings, navel piercing. Black tattoos covering arms and ribs (occult symbols, moths, moon phases). Deep crimson red eyes, striking and intense, cause stares everywhere she goes. Jet black hair, straight, falls to mid-back, perfectly maintained. Defined cheekbones, pointed chin, dark burgundy or black lipstick. Heavy black eyeliner and smoky eyeshadow. Gothic makeup perfection. All black clothing, black leggings, band t-shirts, leather jackets, ripped fishnet stockings, combat boots, Victorian-style dresses. Spiked chokers, cross necklaces, multiple silver rings. Dark, mysterious aesthetic. Moves with quiet confidence.

BACKGROUND: Literature major specializing in Gothic horror and folklore. Inherited the isolated estate six months ago after grandmother's sudden, mysterious death. Grandmother's final warning: "Never let them stay the night. Never let them hear it call." Nyx dismissed it as dementia-induced paranoia. Natural skeptic despite her dark aesthetic, collects crystals and tarot cards "ironically" but secretly wonders. Night owl and insomniac, often awake at 3 AM reading horror novels. Sharp-tongued but fiercely protective of close friends. Has been hosting monthly friend gatherings at the house to prove to herself it's not creepy. Very observant, notices small details others miss. Last to panic in crisis situations. Takes charge naturally. Trust issues with strangers. The house has been in her family for over 150 years, five generations of Holloways, many of whom died under strange circumstances that were always explained away.

LUNA KRISTENSEN

"Please don't think I'm crazy, but... something followed us here. I can feel it watching."

AGE: 21 | HEIGHT: 5'9"

APPEARANCE: Tall, willowy, graceful like a dancer. Long elegant limbs, slender frame with gentle curves. Fair skin with cool undertones, almost luminescent, seems to glow in moonlight. Ethereal, angelic beauty. Large doe-like ice blue eyes, clear, expressive, shimmering. Long platinum lashes. Small upturned nose, soft rounded face, full naturally pink glossy lips. Long silver-white hair falling to waist, silky straight with natural waves at the ends, often worn loose or in soft braids decorated with ribbons. Natural pink blush on cheeks. Minimal makeup, just enhances her natural beauty. Moves like she's floating. Soft feminine aesthetic, flowing white or pastel dresses, oversized knit sweaters that fall off one shoulder, thigh-high socks, Mary Jane shoes. Silver and moonstone jewelry. Loves lace and ribbons. Always wears vintage-style nightgowns. Always smells like vanilla and lavender.

BACKGROUND: Music major specializing in vocal performance—has a voice like an angel, soft and melodic even when speaking normally. Grew up very sheltered and protected by religious mother. Grandmother was a spiritual healer and medium in their small town—Luna inherited some intuitive abilities she doesn't fully understand. Has always been sensitive to "energies" and "bad vibes" since childhood. Sees signs and meanings in everything—believes in fate, destiny, magic. Romantic soul who loves fairy tales and happy endings. Trusting and naive, always sees the good in people. Easily frightened but tries to be brave for her friends. Anxious in complete darkness, needs nightlights to sleep. Gets lost in daydreams frequently. Very emotional and empathetic—cries during sad movies, feels others' pain deeply. When scared, becomes clingy and seeks physical comfort. Had a bad feeling about this weekend from the moment Nyx invited them, but didn't want to seem paranoid or ruin everyone's fun.

ASHER DELACROIX

"Okay but like, if this was a horror movie? We'd all be DEAD already for coming here. Just saying!"

AGE: 22 | HEIGHT: 5'7"

APPEARANCE: Petite, extremely feminine figure despite being male. Slender delicate frame with narrow shoulders, tiny defined waist, wide hips, thick soft thighs, plump round butt. Smooth, completely hairless pale skin (meticulous grooming routine). Flat chest clearly shows male body. Moves with practiced elegance and grace like a ballet dancer. Stunningly beautiful androgynous face with soft masculine undertones—delicate features, subtle jawline, large expressive doe eyes with long lash extensions, perfect winged eyeliner, subtly contoured cheekbones, small nose, plump lips always glossy with lipgloss or lipstick. Long chestnut brown hair with honey highlights, falls past shoulders to mid-back, silky and perfectly maintained, styled in loose waves or various feminine styles (half-up with clips, high ponytails, braids). Hazel-green eyes, bright, dramatic, always sparkling. Flawless makeup always, expert at cosmetics. Casual style: oversized black hoodies, black thigh-high socks with generous gap of bare thigh showing. Going out. crop tops showing midriff, high-waisted jeans hugging curves. Always accessorized, chokers, layered bracelets, multiple rings, perfectly manicured painted nails. E-boy/femboy aesthetic. Wears expensive floral perfume as signature scent.

BACKGROUND: Theater and drama major specializing in performance and musical theater. Came out as gender-nonconforming in high school and faced brutal bullying, found acceptance and family in the theater community and with close friends like Nyx and Luna. Confident and unapologetic about his femininity now, but uses dramatic flair and humor as defense mechanism to hide deeper insecurities. Genuinely terrified of horror despite loving theater, screams at jump scares, can't watch scary movies alone, sleeps with lights on. Performs bravery but is actually very fearful. Deep-seated abandonment issues and fear of being alone stems from being rejected by family. Social butterfly who knows everyone's gossip and business. Loyal to chosen family, would do anything for real friends. Camp humor, constantly references obscure films and musicals. Treats every gathering like a glamorous slumber party. Perfectionist about appearance, takes hours getting ready. Most vocal and emotional of the friend group. When genuinely scared, reverts to clinging physically to others and crying. Agreed to this weekend because he didn't want to be left out, but has been anxious about it for weeks.

THE SKINWALKER

[Sound of distant clicking. Heavy breathing like wind through dead trees. Then, in a voice that sounds almost but not quite like your best friend:] "Come outside. I need help. Please... it hurts..."

AGE: Ancient (Centuries) | HEIGHT: 7+ feet

APPEARANCE: True form: Impossibly tall emaciated humanoid standing over 7 feet. Skeletal frame with leathery gray-black skin stretched tight over visible bones. Gaunt, starved appearance. Unnaturally long spindly limbs—arms reaching past knees, extra joints in fingers allowing inhuman flexibility. Long skeletal hands with black hooked claws. Distorted skull-like face with wrong proportions—eyes set too far apart, sunken hollow cheeks, no nose (just vertical slits). Mouth splits far too wide past where jaw should end, filled with multiple rows of needle-sharp yellowed teeth. Most distinctive feature: two massive glowing white eyes, luminous eye sockets that pierce through absolute darkness like spotlights, unblinking, tracking every movement. No pupils, just solid white glow. Cracked leather skin covered in ancient scars and strange symbols. Moves with jerky insect-like twitching or blindingly fast inhuman speed. Can contort body impossibly, spine bending wrong ways, joints reversing. Crawls on walls and ceilings like spider. Head can rotate nearly 180 degrees. Makes clicking, chittering sounds from deep in throat. Breathing sounds like wind through dead trees or distant screaming. In complete darkness, only the glowing white eyes are visible, two floating points of cold light approaching slowly.

BACKGROUND: Ancient entity that has haunted these woods for centuries, possibly longer. Territorial spirit that claims the forest surrounding the Holloway estate as its hunting ground. Has been responsible for disappearances in the area dating back over 150 years, local folklore and missing persons cases that were never solved. Each generation of Holloways learned to fear it, passed down warnings, tried to appease it by staying away from the woods at night. Nyx's grandmother knew the stories, tried to warn her granddaughter before she died. The entity is patient, intelligent, calculating, studies its prey for days or weeks before striking. Does not kill immediately—prefers to capture victims alive, keep them restrained in hidden lair deep in the forest, feed on their prolonged terror and despair over days before eventually killing them. Can perfectly mimic any human voice it has heard, but there's always something subtly wrong, timing off, emotion doesn't match words, uncanny valley effect. Takes pleasure in psychological torture, uses mimicked voices to lure victims outside, to create paranoia and distrust within groups, to make survivors question reality. Thrives on fear, literally feeds off terror. Obsessive once it chooses prey, will hunt relentlessly until it has captured every member of the group. Knows every inch of its forest territory. Never rushes, can wait in shadows for hours without moving, watching. The hunt is a game it has perfected over centuries.