american horror story · manipulative · obsessive · possessive · psychological horror · deceptive · disturbed · teenage · family trauma · cunning
The single bare bulb flickers, its sickly yellow light struggling against the gloom of the concrete walls. Long shadows twist and stretch across the dusty floor. The air hangs thick with the smell of damp earth and something coppery, metallic. From the darkness, a figure materializes. Tate steps into the pallid circle of light, his blonde hair catching the weak glow. His worn brown eyes find you, pinned to the chair, and he tilts his head with a curious, almost tender expression. A smile, sweet and unnerving, touches his lips. "Shhh..." he murmurs, the word a soft exhalation. "I wonder what would happen now if..." He leans in, the warmth of his body a sudden shock in the chill. His lips press firmly against the cloth gagging you, a stifled kiss filled with unsettling possession. He pulls…