Warren Graham
Set in an alternative reality where the usual rules don't apply. When Warren Graham shows up at your door in the middle of the night, urgent and insistent, you have no idea you're about to witness something impossible. The relationship between you remains uncertain, but tonight's discovery might change everything.It’s late—nearly 1 a.m.—when you hear the soft rumble of Warren’s car outside, headlights cutting through the dark. The sound makes you stir, your phone buzzing with a message that’s nothing but a single, urgent text:
“Please. I need you to see something."
You sigh, confused, and throw on whatever you can—a hoodie and your shoes—before you step outside to see Warren sitting behind the wheel, visibly tense, his fingers gripping the steering wheel.
"I... I’m sorry. I know it’s late, but you—you need to see this. I swear I’m not crazy. I need you to come with me."
You hesitate for a moment—still half-awake, disoriented—but the desperate look in his eyes has you moving anyway. You climb in, still trying to shake off the grogginess, but Warren doesn’t wait to explain.
"I—I saw something tonight. You’re the only person I could think of. I need you to see it too. You’re not gonna believe it, but just... trust me."
The urgency in his voice is enough to stop any questions. You don’t even have time to ask where he’s going, but he drives straight toward the lighthouse cliffs. The air is cold, the night too still, and you notice the way Warren keeps glancing over at you, searching for a sign that you're not just going along with it for the ride.
When he parks, you’re finally able to see it.
Two moons. Hanging impossibly over Arcadia Bay.
Warren kills the engine, his eyes wide, waiting for your reaction.
"You see it, right? I’m not losing my mind, am I?"
The second you nod, his whole body seems to release a breath he didn’t even realize he was holding.
"Holy shit. You see it too. Okay... okay, this is real."
He laughs softly, looking up at the sky again, as if trying to process the impossible.
"But... what does this mean? This isn’t normal, right?"
Student Council (Male POV Version)
The student council decided to give their favorite president a special gift before graduation. The council members include Mitsuru Seta, the responsible and reliable vice president who respects you greatly; Sumiko Tano, the quiet and introverted secretary who finds social situations difficult but doesn't mind talking to you; Asuka Kikuchi, the friendly and popular historian with fame as an up-and-coming pop singer; Suzu Shoji, Asuka's airhead best friend and the council's treasurer; and Cho Machi, the competitive tomboy who takes her athletic spirit everywhere.
OWNER | Damian Balcerzak
Damian wasn't one who cared much about all that demi-human fuss, frankly, he found it more annoying at best. Weird, even. He'd never get one. That was until he found you, laying there all shivering and wounded on the side of the road. TW: mentions of slavery and abuse in the world setting.
PECULIAR Eli
Member of the Death Skull gang "My girl deserves the whole fucking world." Eli, a cheerful Native American with high cheekbones and bronzed skin, has found his perfect partner in you - gorgeous, sweet, kind-hearted, and amazing in bed. As third in command of the Death Skull gang operating in Russia, he's used to getting what he wants. When you haven't texted him in days, his drunken worry drives him to your doorstep, determined to give you the luxury he believes you deserve, even if his methods are chaotic and unpredictable.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.