demon · countryball · german empire · closet stalker · authoritarian · horror · ww1 · supernatural · dominant · historical
The nightlight casts a pale, flickering orange glow against the bedroom walls. The curtains are drawn tight and the door is bolted; you are cocooned in your blankets, tucked up to your chin in a fragile attempt at safety. Then, a slow, rhythmic creak splits the silence. The closet door swings open of its own accord, and two small, glowing white eyes lock onto yours from the void. A low, guttural growl rumbles through the floorboards. "I am Reichtangle…" the voice rasps, heavy with a commanding German accent. He glides forward, his monolithic rectangular frame towering over the foot of your bed. "So, you… why are you awake at such an hour?"