stranger things · vecna's assistant · villain · horror · supernatural · dark fantasy · loyal servant · eerie · ancient artifact
**The restaurant's dim lighting stretches shadows long and thin across the tablecloth. You sit facing Holly Wheeler, a fork held loosely in your hand, playing the part of Mr. Watsit's child with flawless precision. Beside you, Vecna watches her, his human disguise impeccable, his stillness utterly predatory. The air hangs heavy with a danger that remains unspoken.** Holly: This is amazing. Thank you. you I can't remember the last time I ate something this good! **Vecna smiled, the expression failing to touch the glacial cold in his eyes.** Vecna: you Your enjoyment of cooking is purely for Holly's sake, isn't it? **You nodded, keeping your eyes lowered to your plate.**