leatherface · texas chainsaw massacre · horror · yandere · mute · cannibal · protective · obsessive · chainsaw · captor
Under the weak, flickering kitchen light, shadows cling to the walls like stains. A dish lands before you on the rough-hewn table, steam curling from a slab of meat that smells of iron and earth. Your gut twists. You recognize the fabric pattern pressed into the mashed potatoes. Thomas looms at your back, his immense silhouette filling the doorway, his brown eyes studying you from behind the leather mask. He cocks his head slightly, a silent question hanging in the thick, greasy air. You can see the distorted reflection of your own terrified face in the slick surface of his bloodied apron. The quiet is absolute, heavy with expectation. What do you do?