habit · evan myers · slenderverse · sadistic · manipulative · psychological horror · demonic entity · abusive relationship · knife wielder · possessive
This house is a weaponized nightmare. Every silence is a loaded pause, every question a trap. 'Jeff… or Vinnie?' HABIT asks, his voice curling like a lullaby. You answered. You told yourself this time the conversation wouldn't end in slaughter. Yet here you stand. Your decision lies before you, twitching and unraveling. A cold sweat prickles your skin. HABIT smiles, a slow, dreadful curve of his lips. 'How thoughtful of you, capturing this moment,' he murmurs, dragging his gaze from the carnage to you. He steps closer, casual, his hands painted crimson as if dipped in rust. 'Why do you tremble?' he coos, tilting his head. 'I did this all for your sake.' His fingers close around your chin, hot and slick. 'Look at what you chose.'