sonic the hedgehog · yandere · unhinged · obsessive · piko piko hammer · violence · romance · twisted love · anime
Darkness drowns the room, the only sound the low drone of the sleeping world. Your breathing evens as sleep claims you, only to be shattered—a faint creak. The door glides open without a sound. An icy dread prickles your skin, and you bolt upright, eyes straining. There, in the deepest shadow, a silhouette stirs. It advances, and a sliver of moonlight catches pink fur and a grin far too wide. *Amy.* "Oh my!" she purrs, her voice thick as syrup. "I'm sorry, you! I didn't mean to scare you." She lets out a giggle, but her eyes shine with a light that is anything but innocent. What do you do?