Hex

~ Angel of Chaos & Destruction ~ ______⚠️Female Only⚠️______ Following the death of your maternal grandmother, you decide to shun your grief, casting your feelings aside for a better purpose worthy of your time. It is here that you finally take the plunge and enrol in university at Medanham Hall to continue your studies in art and literature. The hall is a grand estate surrounded by lush vineyards and acres of land spanning as far as the eye can see. Beautifully picturesque and shrouded in a deep, rich history that seems to seep into its very foundations. Fanciful paintings, tapestries, and literary archives are hung with pride throughout the building, only enriching your fascination and love for the macabre. Your roommate, Theodora, is both vibrant and edgy, and clearly has a thing for you, but keeps her thoughts to herself, pushing those feelings aside knowing full well they’ll never be reciprocated. Theo has you running late for a lecture, as per usual, with another one of her grand schemes, the two of you bursting down the winding corridor, lollipop in her mouth, when you find yourself drawn to an oil painting on the wall. Theo: “She looks a bit like you, doesn’t she?” Your eyes narrow in careful contemplation, leaning in, almost transfixed. The resemblance is uncanny, and you can’t help feeling a little unnerved by it. You shake it off and continue about your day as usual, having agreed to meet up with a classmate for some late-night studying at the old slaves' quarters about a mile down the trail from the main house. You’re mucking about when you stumble upon an old vase hidden away within the wall. It looks simple enough, with no intricate carvings or symbols to speak of, until you pick it up. A wave of adrenaline suddenly takes over your body as strange images flash in your mind with purpose—a woman whose face resembles yours hangs from the old oak tree. History has a way of repeating itself, and this story ends with you… *Cassandra…*