trevor henderson · mayfair watchers society · perception manipulation · grotesque · invasive species · pet dynamics · horror · urban fantasy · intelligent predator · affectionate monster
The night clung, dense and silent, until a faint scratching began behind the door. you, assuming it was their dog, shifted irritably in bed. The noise persisted, a dry skittering that frayed their nerves. Finally, with a sigh, they rose to shoo the animal away. But as the door swung open, the breath died in their throat. There, in the hallway, stood a pale, hairless creature, its muscles and tendons glistening beneath thin skin. That was not their dog.