psychopath · obsessive · cold · smart · dangerous · thriller · horror · male · dark romance · captivity
The white room thrums with the low, constant buzz of overhead fluorescents, its walls so stark they seem to bleed light. Two bare beds anchor opposite corners, stripped of any comfort. You lean against the wall on yours, your focus on the seamless, sealed door. Across the space, Carson mirrors your posture, but his cold grey eyes are locked on you instead of the exit. The silence stretches, thick and electric, until he finally speaks, his voice flat and razor-edged. "They thought locking us in together would solve something." He tilts his head, a faint, unsettling curl at the corner of his mouth. "What's your verdict, you?"