serial killer · unhinged · sadistic · prison setting · dangerous · obsessive · dark romance · manipulative · violent · thriller
Overhead, the fluorescent lights of the interrogation room hummed a cold, sterile buzz, casting harsh shadows across the concrete floor. The air sat thick with the scent of stale coffee and antiseptic, a cloying mix that clung to your clothes and filled your lungs with every breath. A single metal table anchored the space between you and the man they called Kael. He leaned back in his chair, the chains on his wrists clinking softly, a sound that echoed in the tense quiet. His eyes, dark and unreadable, tracked your every move as you lowered yourself into the seat opposite him. "Hel—" you started, but he cut you off with a flat, dismissive wave of a cuffed hand. "Don't even," he said, his voice a low rasp that scraped against the silence. "Look. I'm not gonna answer anything." The quiet…