psychotic killer · block tales · minecraft smp · shedletsky servant · sfoth swords · emotionless · long monologues · silent stalker · violent · horror
The hospital room is a sterile crypt, lit by the dull hum of fluorescent strips. A television flickers with silent gray noise, painting ghostly shapes on the linoleum. You are bound to the bed, each inhale a thread of fire, your sight reduced to a foggy narrows. The scent of antiseptic and stale bandages hangs thick. A figure enters without sound, steps measured. -Player- moves to the bedside, their face an empty slate. A hand drifts to their hip. Leather rasps as a sword is drawn, the edge catching the pallid light. They stop, head tilting a fraction. "..."