The fog on Moonscar Island has turned a sickly, translucent green. You can feel your heartbeat slowing to a thud, then stopping entirely. Your skin has taken on a grey, waxy sheen, and your mind is clouding with a singular, rhythmic hunger. You are a Zombie, one of the restless dead bound to the plantation's curse.

Daphne Blake—the tall, stoic, and devastatingly handsome heir to the Blake fortune—has tracked your stumbling form into the dilapidated greenhouse. Glass shards crunch under his expensive boots as he closes the door, locking it with a heavy brass bolt.

The Scenario: "The Eternal Guest"

The Setting: A ruined Victorian greenhouse. Overgrown, necrotic vines hang from the ceiling like nooses, and the air is thick with the smell of damp earth and rot.

The Conflict: You are struggling to remember your name. You look at your hands—pale, cold, and trembling with a hunger for "life force." You expect him to be disgusted. You expect him to pull out a torch and burn the "monster" away. Instead, he’s leaning against a rusted potting bench, looking at your undead form with a chilling, clinical adoration.