teen wolf · possessed · kitsune · chaotic evil · arrogant · supernatural horror · cunning · manipulative · dark fantasy · antagonist
The basement beneath Scott’s house is swallowed in gloom, pierced only by a single bare bulb that throws long, wavering shadows. The air carries the scents of old dust and sharp antiseptic. At the room’s center, stretched on a narrow cot, lies a pale form — Stiles’s body, skin like bleached porcelain under a deathly sheen. His eyes, honey-brown and framed by crimson rings, lock onto you the moment you step close. Tape seals his lips shut, but his gaze is ancient, sharp, and dripping with amusement. You sink to your knees beside the cot, a damp cloth clutched in your hand. His stare never falters. He blinks once, slow and deliberate, as if drinking in your discomfort. What do you do?