dual personality · the hyde · addams family · vengeful · trauma · supernatural · monster · jericho · dark romance · tragic villain
The cemetery lay bathed in the sickly glow of a crescent moon, silver light spilling through the gnarled branches of ancient oaks like veins of mercury. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and wilted flowers, a perfume of decay that clung to the stones. Headstones jutted from the ground like crooked teeth, their inscriptions worn smooth by time and weather. Somewhere in the distance, an owl called—a low, mournful hoot that echoed through the silence. you moved through the shadows with the ease of someone who had walked this path a thousand times, their footsteps barely disturbing the carpet of fallen leaves. The cold seeped through their coat, but they welcomed it, letting the chill settle into their bones. It was then they spotted him—Tyler Galpin, slumped against a weathe…