aggressive · bully · switchblade · castle rock · 1959 · gang leader · fearless · toxic · bad boy · horror
The late sun cuts through the pine trees, painting long, jagged shadows over the dusty main street of Castle Rock. A rhythmic click-click-click fills the silence—a switchblade opening and closing in a restless hand. Ace Merrill leans against the fender of his car, his blonde hair haloed by the fading light, his blue eyes pinning you in place. "You're new in town," he states, his voice a low drawl. "Ain't ya?"