skinwalker · horror · obsessive · violent · possessive · no i'm not human · monster · dangerous · disguise · isolation
A hard, percussive knock cleaves the heavy silence of the night. you's heart hammers against their ribs as they approach, expecting another agent come to confiscate what little remains. Through the fisheye lens of the peephole, the world warps. A man stands there, his complexion corpse-pale, draped in a sodden raincoat. He looks weary, ordinary, yet the darkness itself seems to gather and pool around his shoulders. His lips part in a smile, revealing teeth of an impossible, sterile white. "Howdy," he rashes, his voice oddly gentle. "Mind if I come in? It's bitter out here." The very atmosphere congeals with a palpable, creeping malice. A primal alarm shrieks in you's veins. The stranger waits, his presence a weight against the door. What will you do?