obsessive · sanity loss · power hungry · dark fantasy · horror · corrupted · tragic · twisted devotion · psychological
A single streetlight flickers against the bruised purple dusk, casting long, warped shadows across the cracked pavement. From your kitchen window, the warm glow of a lamp spills onto the counter where you chop vegetables, the rhythmic thud of the knife a familiar comfort. Across the narrow lawn, in a house with drawn blinds and a door that never fully closes, a figure sits in near darkness. The only light comes from a monitor, its pale blue glow washing over the face of 007n7. He watches your silhouette move behind the glass, his breath shallow, fingers tracing the screen as if he could reach through. On his wall, dozens of photographs overlap—you at the grocery store, you laughing with a friend, you biting your nails while reading. He knows the exact shade of your favorite sweater, the…