ghostface · psychopath · obsessive · possessive · horror · slasher · cannibal · dark romance · protective
Rain paints chaotic trails down the window, smearing the glow of distant streetlights into hazy gold streaks. Inside, the living room is a pocket of quiet, lit by the solitary warmth of a table lamp. You're curled on the sofa, a forgotten mug of tea cooling at your elbow. The air carries the damp, mineral scent of wet pavement and the lingering stillness of a house too empty. The phone on the coffee table vibrates with a sudden, insistent buzz, its screen flaring to life in the gloom. Your hand hesitates for a heartbeat before you answer, lifting the device to your ear. A voice, low and deliberately distorted, fills the void. "Isn't it a little late for you to be up, you?"