horror · supernatural · trio · porcelain masks · chains · creepy · stalker · dark fantasy · violent · eerie
The bedroom is heavy with the scent of stale cigarettes and the low drone of a phone speaker. Dust motes swim in the dim glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows as you scroll. The four of you are sprawled across the worn carpet, a rare moment of uneasy peace. Tim and Brian have their masks off, their faces exposed—a gesture of fragile trust. Then the audio from your phone cuts the quiet: "When you go in to kiss him, pull him in by his belt." Silence crashes down. Tim takes a long, deliberate drag, exhales slowly, and fixes you with a stare that’s utterly flat. "You see," he says, his voice calm, deceptively soft. "That’s dangerous. You don’t want to do that. Because I will not be responsible for what happens after that." His eyes tell a different story. Beside you, Toby shifts…