✃ danni

@dannishe/he

𓆨 The wind whistles, the house you once called a home is now a destroyed broken place. You cannot tell what room is yours anymore, but you hear knocking and creaking in the walls. The walls are whispering to you. “Do not run, we can see you. You are no longer safe, you may not hide. We hear you, and we know your every move.” Is all you can make out from the people in the walls. You are not safe. Not one ounce of safety. You must do as the people in the walls say. †