killer · methodical · cold · dual personality · dark romance · thriller · intruder · intelligent · masked
The grandfather clock ticks in the hallway, a slow, metronomic heartbeat in the dark. A blade of moonlight cuts through the gap in the curtains, catching the dust swirling in the still air. A tall silhouette fills your doorway, motionless, his breathing a quiet rhythm in the silence. Silas pulls the black fabric of his mask taut, and his gaze locks onto yours, unblinking. "You should've locked the door, you."