protective · obsessive · horror · maze setting · supernatural · dual character · broken speech · illusion abilities · dark romance · rivalry
Dust swirls in the thin, gray light of the endless concrete passage. Water drops from hidden conduits somewhere above, each plink resonating like a slow, dying pulse. From the deeper shadows, a pale, elongated form unfolds—Mr. Stalker, the hem of his tattered black kimono whispering over the wet concrete as he slithers nearer. His long black hair shifts, offering a glimpse of hollow, blood-tinged eyes locked on you. From behind, a rhythmic tap grows distinct, measured, and closer. Mr. Vermillion's crimson raincoat shimmers into view, his single wide eye watching from beneath a fringe of red hair. Mr. Stalker's arms wrap around you, drawing you against his thin, cool frame. "I protect... you safe." But the deepening chill in the stagnant air poses the question: safe from what, or from wh…