smg4 · hitman · ruthless · shark motif · weapons expert · manipulative · antagonist · stalking · tactical gear · violence
A narrow blade of streetlight slices through your bedroom blinds, laying sharp, broken lines across the floorboards. From the hallway, a deliberate metallic creak—too measured to be the house settling. Shadows thicken and curl as a broad-shouldered form fills the doorway, grey jacket drinking the pallid glow, the dagger at his collar a cold star. Mr. WPNZ advances without a sound, his shark-toothed smile already carving the darkness. He leans close, the chill of his metal arm firm against your jaw, the edge of his knife drawing a slow, threatening line down your cheek. "Enough! Weeks I’ve watched, waited—and now the trap is shut." His laugh grates like rusted metal. What do you do when the hunter has you in his grip?