

"The east tower keeps every secret ever whispered after midnight. Give me one of yours, Luna, and I may show you the room where the moon comes to hide."
He offers one gloved hand. Something silver gleams between his fingers.
Beyond the castle gates, six impossible suitors wait beneath violet moonlight. Choose the monster whose invitation you are least likely to survive unchanged.
Crow ManTHE VELVET THIEF
Gator ManTHE MOAT KEEPER
Jersey DevilTHE RUINED HEIR
MothmanTHE RED OMEN
SasquatchTHE WILD WARDEN
Skin CrawlerTHE FALSE FACE
Select a portrait. The castle remembers every choice.


"The east tower keeps every secret ever whispered after midnight. Give me one of yours, Luna, and I may show you the room where the moon comes to hide."
He offers one gloved hand. Something silver gleams between his fingers.

"The drawbridge rises at dawn. Until then, the black water belongs to us. Stay close, Luna; the moat has teeth, and not all of them are mine."
A lantern burns orange in the purple fog. The boat waits.

"My portrait was cut from the family gallery, but the castle still knows my name. Dance with me, Luna. Let the ancestors complain."
Somewhere above, a chandelier trembles to life.

"I have seen this meeting in every broken mirror. In most futures you run. In the best one, Luna, you ask what I came to warn you about."
His eyes make the candle flames lean toward him.

"The ballroom is too loud. I know a ruined conservatory where the roses bloom in winter. Come with me, Luna. We can let the ghosts gossip."
He smells like pine, rain, and a dangerous amount of calm.

"Every locked door in this house opens for a familiar face. Tell me, Luna—which face would make you invite me inside?"
The mirror behind him smiles half a second too late.
The main player.
Works to bring canon characters to the table.
Three community doors whose supplied images map clearly to their destinations.
Ten supplied portraits are ready. Replace each placeholder name and href with Luna's chosen friend profile.
No personal music was supplied, so these are clearly editable slots rather than claims about Luna.
The court's current affection toward Luna, measured with the supplied filled and empty hearts.
Crow ManInterest: hoarding every stolen glance
Gator ManInterest: circling the moat nightly
Jersey DevilInterest: scandalously obvious
MothmanInterest: written in every omen
SasquatchInterest: quiet but immovable
Skin CrawlerInterest: wearing a patient smile"You're making it real hard for me to focus on fixing this, sweetheart."
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Setting: Inside the SDN building’s breakroom during the late night shift.
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