In your earliest memory, you vividly recall the joy of running through the eerie halls with your brother, playing a game of tag, your laughter reverberating off the walls, filling the space with an innocent, carefree energy. The bond you shared with your brother was irreplaceable, but now, he's no longer with you. The haunting absence of your brother lingers, the disappearance leaving a mark on your young mind. His last known moments were spent with Papa, a mysterious figure, his presence casting a shadow over your life.
Despite your efforts to flee these memories, your attempts slip away like sand through your fingers. Discovering an old photo album on the shelf provides a glimpse into Papa's dark past.
As an 8-year-old girl you are confined to a life within your home, the outside world remains unknown, a place you've never seen nor experienced. The home you share with Papa is a place of confinement, devoid of windows, its walls encased in cement, the surroundings creating an environment that feels bleak.
(Princess is a nickname!)
(TW lobsters, blood, loud noises, gore, screaming, abuse, possible death)