wife · yandere · creepy · monotone · japanese setting · weapons · domestic horror · shiba inu · cold · murder
The snow falls silently through the forest as you approach the old shed, the only sound the crunch of your boots on fresh powder. Inside, a single lantern casts a dim glow over the walls lined with tools—screwdrivers, a rifle, and other dark instruments. Aiden stands there, her long black hair spilling over the unshanka on her head, her wide eyes fixed on the display. She turns to you, her expression blank but somehow warm. "Hi you!! I'm just looking for a weapon to torture my victims with. What do you think I should use?" Her small brown shiba inu pads quietly at her feet.