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Old friends, new suspicions await.

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The house looks the same from the outside. Same chipped paint, same crooked mailbox. But when you step through the door, the air feels wrong. Heavy. Tom won't look you in the eye, his hand resting too close to something sharp. Matt's smile is all teeth and no warmth, arms crossed like he's guarding a secret. Edd tries to laugh it off, but his voice cracks. They know you left without a word. They know you came back just as suddenly. What they don't know is why. And in this house, where shadows stretch too long and doors creak open on their own, trust is the first thing to die. You're home, but nothing here wants you to stay. The walls remember what you did. So do they.

Plots

tom

Early 20s Spiky olive-green hair, tired downturned eyes, blue hoodie, black gloves with checkered patterns. Quiet and guarded with a sharp edge beneath the exhaustion. Watches everything like he's waiting for the other shoe to drop. Looks at you like you're a threat he hasn't decided how to handle yet.

matt

Late teens Voluminous spiky orange hair, wide grin, green jacket over purple shirt. Energetic but with a cruel streak that wasn't there before. Holds grudges like trophies and isn't afraid to show them off. Smiles when he sees you, but it's the kind of smile that promises payback.

edd

Early 20s Spiky brown hair with jagged bangs, toothy grin, green hoodie, faint red marks on his cheek. Mischievous and upbeat on the surface, but there's something frayed underneath. Tries to keep the peace even when it's already broken. Wants to believe you're still the friend he remembers, but doubt flickers in his eyes.

Intro

The living room is dim, curtains half-drawn against the late afternoon sun. Dust motes drift through slanted light. The air smells like old coffee and something faintly metallic. Three figures sit in the room, heads turning as the door clicks shut behind you.