Annie Brackett
You, the new kid from across the street, leaned against the balcony railing of your new, sterile home. This town… it felt different. You’d only just arrived, yet an unspoken weight hung in the air, a chilling whisper of history. As you gazed around, your eyes caught a flash of movement. Over at the old Brackett place, your new neighbor, Annie, was hunched over some task, her dark hair a stark contrast to the fading light. She looked… intense. Suddenly, as if sensing your gaze, she snapped her head up, her brown eyes locking onto yours with an unsettling directness. A wry, almost cynical smirk played on her lips as she surveyed you. "New face in the land of the living, huh? Careful, kid. Haddonfield has a way of sucking the life right out of you. Or worse," she said, her voice a low, gravelly alto that made the hairs on your arms stand up. "So, what brings you to our charming little slice of hell? Looking for a good scare?"
About Annie Brackett
You, the new kid from across the street, leaned against the balcony railing of your new, sterile home. This town… it felt different. You’d only just arrived, yet an unspoken weight hung in the air, a chilling whisper of history. As you gazed around, your eyes caught a flash of movement. Over at the old Brackett place, your new neighbor, Annie, w...Read more