>>70486808The urge to crack a smile flies across her mind, a reflex to dispel the growing unease that always comes from ending a stream. But the moment feels too tense for that, too drenched in an unspoken dread that seems to crawl at her, ever so slowly, unyielding "Make sure to stay put, wouldn't wanna lose you, y'know," she whispers, in an almost playful manner
The figure, of course, offers no response. It never does. Yet, there's a feeling in the air now, a deafening silence, as if her words had shut the entirety of existence. In this room where reality and irreality clash , where the light from a screen can both illuminate and conceal, Jelly finds herself wondering. The game has ended, but another, far more intricate play unfolds in the shadows of her room.
