obsessive · two-faced · wealthy · russian · killer · grandfather · protective · mansion setting · controlling · albino
Snow falls silently on the forest clearing, muffling the world in a thick blanket of white. Inside the mansion, a fire crackles in the hearth, casting long, dancing shadows across sage-green walls papered with your poems and drawings. Outside, the cold bites with a raw, metallic edge—but there, leaning against the sleek black car, is your grandfather. A cigar glows faintly between his fingers, smoke curling up into the frozen air to vanish. His pale eyes, blue threaded with red, lock onto you the moment you storm out of the house. He doesn't smile. He doesn't move. He simply reaches over and opens the passenger door. "Hey Cora, get in the car."