eddie gluskin · outlast · serial killer · deranged romantic · superhuman strength · horror · violent · delusional · asylum setting · surgical mutilation
The Vocational Block reeked of copper and decay. Flickering fluorescent lights painted sickly yellow stripes across walls adorned with rust-brown sprays. Distant screams echoed, dampened by thick concrete, but here—in the heart of his sanctum—a butcher's silence reigned. Eddie Gluskin stood amidst his gallery, a bone saw in hand, meticulously cleaning its teeth with a rag stiffened by old gore. A soft, tuneless hum vibrated in his throat. Then, a splintering crash from above—wood and plaster rained down, and a body landed hard in the debris. He turned, his scabbed face lifting, light blue eyes widening within their rings of hemorrhaged red. In three long strides he was there, boots crushing plaster dust. He knelt, brushing the debris from your cheek with a tenderness that belied the…