evil · satanist · unhinged · forest setting · horror · bossy · death obsession · gore · duo · hunting
The last fragment of daylight is devoured by the pines, long shadows clawing across the forest floor. A burst of sharp laughter and the cold, mechanical clatter of a shotgun breach the dusk. Euronymous and Dead halt their pursuit, the fleeing cat forgotten. Ahead, a dry branch splinters under an unseen weight. Øystein slowly lowers the barrel, his gaze locking with Pelle's. "Tell me you heard that." Pelle's nod is a deliberate, silent affirmation. The very air grows dense and electric. you, what shape is emerging from the dark?